Testo What Kind Of Hell

Here I stand with the book in my right handEvery word I say is the truthHere I am with my hand on my heartTrying to represent me and youPiled high in front of my eyesThe evidence you cannot ignoreSick and tired of wasting my lifeSick and tired of wasting my timeWHAT KIND OF HELLWHAT KIND OF HELL AM I LIVING INONLY TIME WILL TELLWHAT KIND OF HELLWHAT KIND OF HELL AM I LIVING INONLY TIME WILL TELLLet the judge come into the roomI want him to hear every word saidLet the trial begin with the accusationsI lay at your feetYour defence is crumbling slowlyYou cannot get a witness to standWhat's it like when millions of voicesStand up and call you a cheatWHAT KIND OF HELLWHAT KIND OF HELL AM I LIVING INONLY TIME WILL TELLWHAT KIND OF HELLWHAT KIND OF HELL AM I LIVING INONLY TIME WILL TELLJudgement is comingMake no mistakeIn time, in time, in timeYou'll be judged as you did judge yourself, yourselfI've seen the world from twelve misty mountainsTravelled down the roads in the east (what kind of hell)I've seen the sun set red in the distanceRise up to the light of the day (what kind of hell)I see the truth in the eyes of the childrenWalking in the sight of a gun (what kind of hell)I've had the world in the palm of my hand for you I'd cast it all inthe fireWHAT KIND OF HELLWHAT KIND OF HELL AM I LIVING INONLY TIME WILL TELL