I was standing on the mountain back against the world. Left it all behind me, how my life had turned. Seen so much destruction the fear upon your skin.
We hope for so much more. With your shock and awe. But the writing's on the wall. But we don't hide, we're not your kind. See your golden temple fall.
All my friends are drunk. Their innocence a flame. Will I see them again?. I dream of dreams to come. And temples built with love. Im not a slave. . This city lights of fame.
Black hearts and devils in the night. Mean streets raised me up to fight. Im a lover but Ive been known quick to strike. You think you know me, oh, but youre never right.
Hail the guitar all tuned down. In a power circle obey the crowd. All ride a wave, crash right in. Lovers and fighters, adrenaline. . The singer spits our hearts all rise.
You love it, you need it. You taste it an' you breathe it. You want it, you feel it. You gotta receive it. You hate it, can't leave it. You shoot it, you cheat it.