The seeds of mistrust have been sown A price to pay we should have known That at the end of days, we all ride alone Count your blessings, send a prayer to the skies But after all is said and done, one of us will die Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you down below At Daggers Drawn We come to deal the final blow And blessed blades are all we know And at the end of day, one will have to pay Count your blessings, send a prayer to the skies But after all is said and done, one of us will die Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you at high noon At Daggers Drawn Count your blessings, as your truth becomes a lie Cause after all is said and done, you will have to die Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you down below At Daggers Drawn