Текст песни Hour Of Sinners

I confess, God I have sinned We walk alone, we die alone On my own terms, through roads of thorns I won't burn out, I will excel Do I regret it? Some of the things Would I do it all again? Some of the things Hour of the sinners Hour of the sinners Chaos, mayhem, anarchy State where someone shines State where someone dies If you're full of anxiety Better hide, cause the night slowly comes It will eat you alive Out in the hypnotizing moonlight Here comes the hour of sinners Came together all the cruel Danced the ballet of the deuce In the hour of the sinners Hour of the sinners Hour of the sinners The sound of the vagabonds Echoing in your ears If you can't handle the loudness Then there ain't no much to see Only the fools are curious Until they're swallowed by the tide So when the stars spill the streets All the weak better hide under the sheets Here comes the hour of sinners Came together all the cruel Danced the ballet of the deuce In the hour of the sinners Tick tock Here comes the hour of the sinners Tick tock Here comes the hour Here comes the hour of sinners Came together all the cruel Danced the ballet of the deuce In the hour of the sinners Hour of the sinners Hour of the sinners