Ar.Mour Paroles

(I put my armour back on)

From bad to worse
Now met by disaster
Distraught at the thought
Won't bow to the master
Ready and braced, look on my face
Disguised by the armour
Steady I wait, now it's too late
Bitten by your karma

(Every time)
Watch the face now I'm braced
(I lose the one)
For the war like the taste
(My broken heart)
An appetite for the rage
(Has armour on)
Now I'm stood center stage
(Every time) Chained and shackled rattled still
(Is on the run)
I won't surrender have me killed
(Is on the run)

Don't hold out your hands for nothing
Mind rots when times are low
Kill all those who close in
For the throne

(Is on the run)
(Is on the run)
(Is on the run)
(Is on the run)
Don’t hold out your hands for nothing
For the throne