Don't know what way is right from wrong
Don't know which way I'm headed to
Could be heaven, could be hell
Guess that's my choice; left to choose
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded from my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
The shadow of death follows me close
Holding the rope tied to my throat
Angel of death, come rescue me
I need a hero to lift me free
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room
Smoke is traded with my clothes
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Painted faces fill the room