ar.mour

i put my armour back on

i put my armour back on

i put my armour back on

i put my armour back on

from bad to worse

now met by disaster

distraught at the thought

won't bow to the master

ready and braced

look on my face

disguised by the armour

steady i wait

now it's too late

bitten by your karma

watch the face now i'm braced

for the war like the taste

an appetite for the rage

now i'm stood center stage

life on the battlefield

you hold me against my will

chained and shackled rattled still

i won't surrender have me killed

don't hold out your hands for nothing

mind rots when times are low

kill all those who close in

for the throne

don't hold out your hands for nothing

for the throne