Lyrics:

Death rides a horse full force
Burning bridges
Put asunder
This pain I'm under
One face, one oath, one truth
Easy money consorts with easy virtue

Sing, you sinners, silent thunder
The joy of rapture
Riding the bullet
It cant be captured
One face, one oath, one truth
Easy money consorts with easy virtue

No method to their madness
Its gonna be a long, hot winter

I see belief
When no one else does

Hope dies
Better off thinking of one
Hope dies
These rules are for fools
One face, one oath, one truth
Easy money consorts with easy virtue