In the Brave Days of Old Lyrics

Truth on trial, that original sin
Bute the hand that made me
Eternity in the palm of my hand
Sittin' there waiting
The devil's law, Yeah he's seeking his prey
The oldest sins in the newest kinds of ways
My heart is heavy and my knees are kinda faint
If they could, they'd corrupt a saint
In the brave, in the brave days baby
The brave days of old
In the brave, in the brave days baby
Fallen heros come and go
I'm here to cut, here to cut off a limb
if the one that they call Satan
Lookin' up, I ain't lookin' down
I'm going' after that immortal crown
Only few make it, while others drown
No I just can't fake it, I'm goin' for another round
In the brave, in the brave days baby
The brave days of old
In the brave, in the brave days baby
Fallen heros come and go
In the brave, in the brave days baby
The brave days of old
In the brave, in the brave days baby
Souls are bought and sold