Under A Killing Moon [Live]

Lyrics for Under A Killing Moon [Live]

The air my lungs first loved carves craters from my eyes They said, "Breathe deeply, son, or be the next to die" Beneath the falling night and heaven's shutting gate But keep your tongue outside, we'll suffer the same fate The blood on our black gloves, it is none of your concern If you wanna call our bluff, Get in line and wait your turn Then watch the witches burn Don't flinch when innocents are dancing with the flame If they'd wanted to live, they'd learn to play the game Can't still walk away if you just hold your tongue And if you just walk away, you'll live to see the sun burn Under this killing moon, under this burning sky The fire's shining cruel, hold my breath and close my eyes The blood on our black gloves, it is none of your concern If you wanna call our bluff, Get in line and wait your turn The blood on our black gloves, it is none of your concern If you wanna call our bluff, Get in line and wait your turn Then watch the witches burn