The evil that men do

THE EVIL THAT MEN DO
(Smith, Dickinson, Harris)


Love is a razor and I walked the line
On that silver blade;
Slept in the dust with his daughter,
Her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence.
But I will pray for her,
I will call her name out loud,
I would bleed for her,
I only I could see her now.

Living on a razor's edge,
Balancing on a ledge,
Living on a razor's edge.

The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...

Circle of fire my baptism of joy, at an end it seems,
The seventh lamb slain
The book of life opens before me;
But I will pray for you,
Some day I may return;
Don't you cry for me,
Beyond is where I learn.