No Son Of Mine

No son of mine will ever do The work of villains, the will of fools If you believe it, it must be true No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine will ever need To beg forgiveness, no wicked deed Head full of evil, heart full of greed No son of mine, no son of mine Here we are, the living dead Hand to God with one foot in the grave Age of lost innocence Don't forget what your Good Book says No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine will ever be Under the power, vested in thee March into slaughter, down on his knees No son of mine, no son of mine Here we are, the living dead Hand to God with one foot in the grave Age of lost innocence Don't forget what your Good Book says No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine, no son of mine (woah) No son of mine will ever say Words of illusion, oh, this I pray Heretofore taking my name in vain No son of mine, no son of mine Here we are, the living dead Hand to God with one foot in the grave Age of lost innocence Don't forget what your Good Book says No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine, no son of mine No son of mine, no son of mine (woah)