Interpret:

Overkill

Album:

Ironbound

A lifelong list of Sundays, wrapped up with a bow 
Justifies the greatest answers, that you may never know 
The fallen is the viper, reap now what you sow 
Screaming from the mountain tops, let his people go 
He's down, in hot damnation, 
So down like you'll never know 
Going down to sweet temptation 
Let his people go 


In the eternal brood of liar 
In the catastrophic fold 
Count yourself amongst them 
The goal is your soul 
On the other side of sanity 
Where the goodness dare not go 
Count yourself amongst them 
The goal is your soul 


A lifelong list of blessings, didn't go too far 
And all the instinct you were given, wishing on that star 
The fallen have your hope and love, the viper never trust 
Know they are exchangeable, as you clean away the dust 
He's down, in hot damnation, 
So down you'll never know 
Going down to sweet temptation 
Let his people go 


All forgiveness flying, screams to fill the air 
A lifelong full of blessings rendered, didn't work out fair 
All forgiveness lying, screams to fill the hole 
A lifelong full----of blessings given 
And the goal is still your soul