The Red And The Black

Album: The Book of Souls (2015)
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  • The morals of life and the perils of death
    Take the wrong way out running out of breath
    Meet my match in the afterlife
    Suppress the demons that plague the night
    A tortured mind is a safe place to go
    But the truth lurks down in the dark below
    Step inside my inquisitive mind
    Are you scared at what you just might find

    See myself in the hall of mirrors
    A different shape every step I take
    A different mind every step of the line
    But in the end they are all mine
    Laughing sorrow inside your head
    Can't get out just a feeling of dread
    I know this burden's a heavy load
    A dark mistake never ending road

    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

    The black jack king and the red queen clash
    The artful dodger he counts his stash
    The joker's wild like an impish child
    While madame fortune she waits inside
    The good luck charm is overkill
    The tired old soldier says fire at will
    Planes overhead go search destroy
    The ones below human decoy

    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    I need somebody to save me

    Meanwhile we play the waiting game
    The clock is struck the horse is lame
    And when we think that this is done
    Chance your luck a four leafed one
    You hedge your bets the battle lost
    To wait in vain and count the cost
    The thin edged line
    Between good and bad
    And cast the luck be happy sad

    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    I need somebody to save me

    The red and the black
    People don't want the truth
    Look in their eyes and you send them away
    The red and the black
    Fate and hypocrisy
    Burden's a heavy load there is no doubt
    The red and the black
    All out of luck again
    How many chances can anyone have
    The red and the black
    Treachery out to win
    There in the wrong place and at the wrong time

    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
    I need somebody to save me Writer/s: Stephen Percy Harris
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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