The Devil We Know
Ron Ward, Nick Coyle
Sat with the devil time to settle the score
Traded all our religion for American lore
Here we come, count the villains
It's your crown or a war
We're the cold blooded killers they said we were
The monsters rise as our thoughts collide killing all we hold
Let it all burn down
We raise our glass to protest our lives with a toast to all
Let it all burn down
Gaslight the family Load your bullets before
You send out all your heroes to their final reward
Here we come count the villains
Step away from the door
We're the cold blooded killers they said we were
Let it all burn down