Good Luck

Yeah, the face The face of evil is on the news tonight We see the darkness over light But have we ever really lived in better times? Hey, strange They say we're coming to the end of the line But is there still a chance to change your mind? Or have all the colors turned to black and white? I had another dream, I had another life No one saw the blood on my hands When I woke, I was there alone Where will it end? After the twilight, always a sunrise But the blood of morning comes from small arms fire Ignore the deadline, there's no divine right Enter the gods and all the sacred signs At the end of your line Good luck, my friend In time, it ends Heads up, dead lamb My heart, your hands Good luck, my friend In time, it ends Heads up, dead lamb My heart, your hands