Diamond Star Halo

Take cover, hold your ground now
Many lines of trenches.
Front line facing the enemy.
I'm going to find my way around it
A thousand men become casualties, yeah but I'm not one of them
Space between opposing lines, here in rich man's land, yeah

I got my Diamond Star Halo
I keep it on the way low
I got my Diamond Star Halo

Backstabbing two face snitch of a punk
That's all you ever be
Sell out your friends no matter of a price
What a fine quality human being
Think about what you are throwing, yeah
it all comes back to you
Barbed wire belt is something you never felt
I don't think you would want to.

Chorus

Sounds & clowns & rounds of hounds
& doubts will always bring you down.
No one here gets out alive,
We must keep fighting till the end of time.

Sounds & clowns & rounds of hounds
& doubts will always bring you down.
No one here gets out alive,
You’ll be fighting till the end of time.