Baudelaire(Album Version) - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

The only sin in this world of pain
In this world of heartache
The only sin in this world unjust
In this world of shame
In this world distrusting
In this world of lust
The only sin in this world corrput
Where passions erupt
Is a crime
And end abrupt
Its eyes with no great evils shine
With no great gestures cry
Here among all the vicious beasts
With their blood lust feast
Here among poison viper's bite
Ordained by black priests
A police gunfight
In the unknown night
Is a man With no great master plan
No deadly weapon clutching in his hand
You'll never see the light
In the darkest night
Never see the light
Never see the light
If you're one of the boring ones
When the boredom comes
The only crime in this violent place
Where loves disgraceful
With lies two faced
And wasted lives
Crimes committed with sharpened knives
Of those who are forced
And murder the peace dove
There is no higher calling from above
To shove Quell this appetite
You'll never see the light
Never see the light
Never see the light
When you're one of the boring ones
When the boredom comes