He was born in an alley in the dead of winter
He don't know what's right and what's scripture
Conniving royalty wrapped him up in the throne
Let it go he's just another lost soul
Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time
He does their bidding and he can't tell if it's wrong
It's just a show every time he walks along
Endless killing in the name of a mortal man
It don't mean you or me can't take a stand
Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time
And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out
Take him down where the devil could let him loose
Have faith in something or someone to tell you the truth
Look around the executioner's hand is coming down
He's a slave and death will follow him to his grave
Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time
And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out
He's the hand of a man with an evil plan
Born to be a mercenary of this very old land
Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your hold up take your time