[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]
See the devil on the streets at night
See him running in the pouring rain
See
him grinning 'neath a twisted light
I'll be back again
See the people standing in a row
See them nodding like a field of
grain
No one sees the sickle though
Coming 'cross the plain
And this he knows, if nothing more
That waiting in the dark
like destiny
Are those who kiss the dogs of war
And there is no tomorrow, no tomorrow
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance
yeah
See the devil he is so intense
See the devil go and change his name
What's the going price of innocence
It can't be
the same
Is it dark when the moon is down
Is it dark with a single flame
If there's glass falling all around
I am not to
blame
And this he knows, if nothing more
That waiting in the dark like destiny
Are those who kiss the dogs of war
And
there is no tomorrow, no tomorrow
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance yeah
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance oh
yeah
Burn the night away
Burn the night away
Burn the night...
