Warlords And Scumbags Lyrics

What kind of blood runs through your veins
Put new clothes on old heros and send them out again

Do you belive what you read or the writings on the wall
Only warlords, scumbags and priests above it all
What kind of blood runs through your veins

So how good, how good, is this gonna get
And the words to say I"m sorry they haven"t found yet
All the angels in time they"ve never met
Turned to crime their lives not formed yet

So how good, how good, is this gonna get

Close your eyes to come close to it
Close your eyes to come close to it
Need to close your eyes to get close to it
Close your eyes

So how good, how good, is this gonna get
And the words to say I"m sorry they haven"t found yet