Struck down you died, one December night Taken in cold blood, under Texas twilight The headlines all read, it was "punks vs. the jocks" As your killer
your mouth Your style is older than that TV at'cha granny's house The DJ wanted five G's you told him I can pay it I heard your song and gave him five
Believe the warrior inside Won't turn away With honor we will not turn away Don't forget about God's reason to be It's all arranged Predestining The
