Book Of Blood — Armored Saint

Voted in Im just the spokesman here

A robot Im not I feel the same fears

Pressure on my back and I must respond

Say the word and Ill be gone

Im gone

I say attack while the world is trembling

Then get criticized cause we felt the sting

An indecisive mind cannot be a judge

Stand by your fighting words

Your words

Everybody is a book of blood

Subverting society with a magic touch

Well I refuse to engage

Dont condemn the judgement of another

Cause it differs from your own

You may both be wrong

Pressure on my back and I must respond

Say the word and Ill be gone

Gone, Im gone

No end

No friend

No end

Defend

God send