Metal & Hard Rock
I COUNT THE FALLING TEARS
THEY FALL BEFORE MY EYES
SEEMS LIKE A THOUSAND YEARS
SINCE WE BROKE THE TIES
LIKE A HOT SMOKING PISTOL
ON A SATURDAY NIGHT..
HEARTACHES COME AND GO
AND ALL THAT'S LEFT
ARE THE WORDS
I CAN'T LET GO...
JOIN ME IN MY SEARCH FOR POWER WIVES AND HUSBANDS BRING YOUR KIN WE'LL BE AS ONE WITHIN THE HOUR LET THE SABBAT NOW BEGIN