When the days are cold, and the cards all fold, and the saints we see are all made of gold, when your dreams all fail, and the ones we hail are the worst of all, and the blood’s run stale,

I wan na hide the truth; I wan na shel ter you.

But with the beast in side, there’s no where we can hide.

No mat ter what we breed, we still are made of greed.

This is my king dom come.

This is my king dom come.

When you feel my heat, look in to my eyes; it’s where my de mons hide, it’s where my de mons hide.

Don’t get too close; it’s dark in side.

It’s where my de mons hide, it’s where my de At mons hide.

tain’s call, it’s the last of all.

When the lights fade out, all the sin ners crawl.

So they dug your grave, and the mas quer ade will come call ing out at the mess you’ve made.

Don’t wan na let you down, but I am hell ter bound.

Though this is all for you, don’t want to hide the truth.

No mat ter what we breed, we still are made of greed.

This is my king dom come.

This is my king dom come.

When you feel my heat, look in to my eyes; it’s where my de mons hide, it’s where my de mons hide.

Don’t get too close; it’s dark in side.

It’s where my de mons hide, it’s where my de At mons cur tain’s call, it’s the last it’s where my de mons hide.

They say it’s what you make; I say it’s up to fate.

It’s wo ven in my soul; I need to let you go.

Your eyes, they shine so bright; I wan na save that light.

I can’t es cape this now, un less you show me how.

When you feel my heat, look in to my eyes; it’s where my de mons hide, it’s where my de mons hide.

Don’t get too close; it’s dark in side.

It’s where my de mons hide.

It’s where my de mons hide.