You think you can hide from the life that you made
You think you can run from the hell you created
Never a thought for the fruits of your labour
Just some vague and fading picture
You think I would laugh in the face of neglect
You think I would smile in the light of rejection
Never a thought to the flesh and the blood
Just some weak and willing victim
"All that glisters is not gold",
or so the wise man said
"When greed awakes upon your shoulder
Hearts will turn to lead"
Fools gold! Ah, fools gold!
Fly to the valleys, fly to the hills
Try to exist on your own without feelings
Ripping your soul beyond all recognition
Unforgiven, twisted vision
Let your conscience decide!
Can you live with yourself
and the deed you have done
Conquer your thoughts when all this has begun
It's tearing your mind into guilt and regret
Troubled dreams - You'll not forget this!
"All that glisters is not gold",
or so the wise man said
"When greed awakes upon your shoulder
Hearts will turn to lead"
Fools gold! Fools gold!
No........It's not all right to call
No........It's not all right to haul me over hot coals
Burning the soles of my feet
Biting deep - Deep into my flesh - My hands
Vengeance - Be sure that I will repay you
Vengeance - Be sure that I will be
the one to betray you!
Vengeance - I'll strike like a snake
when your back is turned
Vengeance - I shall light the fire
and leave you to burn
Digging deep for something of value
How much more must I tear at the soil?
Then at my feet I find angels and saints
Pleading for forgiveness
