Armored Saint

After Me, The Flood

Help me write these words down
i'll write a great song to die to
cause my days are numbered
and it's certain that i'm gonna drag you
i don't plan on going alone
i need a friend like a typhoid mary
we'll walk with a goose step
with vigor and might that's scary
There i go (down)
and i'm lovin' it
Dig way deep in
bid farewell to a world i can't live in
i scratched the surface
and found pride was paper thin
i tried evil
i wish it had more of and impact
cause faith ain't helping
to rid the apes on my back
After me come the flood