Rapture

Only to save a few

Days, never have have enough

Coming from the sidelines

Reaching for the skyline

Balled into a fist I stand

Clenching tight this empty hand

Bleed out so to colour in

This vacant space I'm living in

A good job

Says a firm hand

That holds the knife

To mow the path

A good dog

With a guilded map

To sleep safe

In leisure's lap

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo

He's taking stock of what you have

You're coming up short on what was asked

You promised all for the promised land

I guess you've gotta pay with what you can

Oh now you're not sure of what you had

That'll be another drop, you're feeling bad

"Oh you're bleeding dry, poor little lamb?"

His belly full, his fingers fat

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo

Diablo, diablo, diablo