Frail bonds, they paved the way. The way that enables the sins of the father to segregate from the authors intent.
Steal men stay strong. Steal men stay true to their bond.
But I think we're one prayer short of a perfect mistake that's infecting the Burroughs we promised to save.
Steal men act strong. Steal men still grew to be wrong.
These miles of questions still yearn to be answered by men that were full of regret.
I see your struggle, and I refuse to be part of it.
Blasphemers, their in the hall repentance in hand. Redeemer, in constant flux of the hand that fed them all this time.
Aim for the heart for they won't even notice at all. Slain in disgust of the men that they've become.
I wanna be right where you are. Covered in all my flaws, but if I don't show then fear regains composure. Then this was all a sham.
Be still my heart.
I saw a secret once wrapped in garments that I couldn't remove.
Steal men are gone. Steal men they never belonged.
Not even in death could you repent, repent, repent.
So, this is the death of rock n' roll.
This is the death of rock n' roll.
Not even in death could you repent.
This is the death of rock n' roll
And its there and its holding me.