Hell To Pay
We are the walking dead
When all freedom's gone
Forgetting what the wise man said
Now all the truth is wrong
I hear them sing Hallelujah!
We sing..
Hey!
Don't stop that move you chose to play
Don't you stop the freight train a' running
Or there's gonna be hell to pay!
They got a plan to keep us blind
From where we all belong
And if you're gonna fall for this
You better pray I'm wrong!
Hey!
Your finger on the trigger of a loaded gun
I look into your eyes
And man, it's no surprise
That you're pointing it at everyone
Lay me down to pray my father
Lay me down to pray
Hey!
Don't you stop!
You found yourself today!