The Retaliators, Motley Crue, Asking Alexandria, Ice Nine Kills, From Ashes To New

Ooh
Ah
Ah

Well, an eye for an eye
A throat for a throat
The dream never dies
But sometimes it chokes
I wish you were here
To show me the way
Who would you kill?
Who would you save?

And now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I've slipped off the rails (slipped off the rails)
I've prayed for revenge
But I'm afraid I will fail
Because we live in a world (live in a world)
Where even the angels are

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the holy father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons

A fang for a fang
A knot on a rope
The sound of the dead
Is what gives me hope
But the blood on my tongue
And the sweat on my neck
You can't outrun
What comes for you next

And now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I've slipped off the rails (slipped off the rails)
I've prayed for revenge
But I'm afraid I will fail
Because we live in a world (live in a world)
Where even the angels are

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the holy father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the holy father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her
Retaliators (twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns)
Retaliators (twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons)
There's blood on my hands, I see the holy father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water
Retaliators (twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns)
Retaliators (twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons)
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons