Songtext von Duél

In the winter's icy grip Where the snowflakes gently slip A duel unfolds, a code of honour they abide Two strangers face to face, a match of two collide Revenge seeks solace, to the barrier they stride Pistols poised, a defenceless target in sight Conor men whisper setting point of honour right A banned practice, a distance of ten steps away Where hardly ever one's aim goes astray Barrel to barrel Pick a side Pistols poised Barrel to barrel, the luck's on the winner's side A life-threatening dance where reputations ride Place your bets, place your bets To win or to lose is in the duels embrace My excuse is to define the truth In the battle between me and you Reconciliation seems nothing but a dream As we step to the fore in the winter's gleam Pick a side, pick a side The stakes are high, stakes are high In the tarnished snow a dead honour will lie The bloodier the better I say And to the last blood I am gonna stand Amidst the smoke and cries of pain A moment of doubt, a chance to reclaim There's no way to hide, the wounds run deep and wide The choice to heal or let revenge reside No painkillers I need I deserved it all indeed Though I'm down on my knees I have battled my old me