Dark is the morning 
On this fateful day 
Lord knows 
I tried to live 
The way the good 
Lord say But they cheated on me 
With their book of lies 
Now they're staring all the way through me 
With their careless coward eyes 
Now they leave me 
With a choice of two 
To lose their or do 
What Lampiou do 
What turns a good man 
To the sword and gun? 
When you still his dignity 
Leave him nowhere to run 
I hear the 
Devil I hear his voice 
If I pull the trigger 
Is it really out of choice? 
You say yes because you can walk away 
Without your clothes on such a cold bleak day 
God say they only get to sit on high 
Because their stairways are all built on fear and lies 
So if you tell me there's no other way 
Maybe I ask the 
Devil Maybe listen what he say 
In Lampiou's way there is no return 
There's no way back 
And all your bridges you must burn 
The toughest of decisions 
Between the trigger and the knife 
Does the balance of 
God's own justice 
Need the taking of a life 
Now they leave me 
With a choice of two 
To lose my way or do 
What Lampiou do 
What Lampiou do