Pour that man another
The things he's seen, the things he's done
His hat and cloak, the antidote
If the man wants to clear his debts
Who are we to subdue his struggle?

He might let you bleed if you're nice
Salvation always has a price

Relax
It will all be over soon
My face the last thing you will see
Relax
The pain will go away
As I carry your body off
Into the arms of an old friend

They looks at him as the savior
His raven eyes watch through dome of glass
His heart races and his palms they, they sweat
As he etches another in his book

He might let you bleed if you're nice
Salvation always has a price

Relax
It will all be over soon
My face the last thing you will see
Relax
The pain will go away
As I carry your body off
Into the arms of an old friend
A familiar friend returns
To take back what was borrowed
A familiar friend returns
I will greet him with a smile

A familiar friend returns
To take back what was borrowed
A familiar friend returns
I will greet him with a smile

A familiar friend returns
To take back what was borrowed
A familiar friend returns
I will greet him with a...