Headstones and the walking dead

All of the pain and all of the games
I hope you all feel the same
I gave you the good, you gave me the bad
I'll give you the hurt today

You're all headstones, headstones now
I'm the one left-the walking dead

Remember the house that rock'n roll built
Where four people lived ?
That house, it took its toll
For some of you it was heartfelt maybe heartfellt
For me, i sold my soul
Have fun now back in the real world, all curled up,
No one to hear you cries and unheard prayers
Pirate, poet, king of despair

All of the pain and all of the games
I hope you all feel the same
I gave the good, you gave me the bad
I'll give you the hurt today

You're all headstones, headstones now
I'm the one left-the walking dead

And they shall know no good or peace
Nor shall their humbly come to me
And beg for mercy on their knees
Which i may grant if I should please

Tis the worst yet the best
For my vengeance for the rest

Vendetta

You're all headstones, headstones now
I'm the one left-the wlalking dead

Giving the devil his due
Giving the devil his due
Giving the devil his due
Giving the devil his due

His due is you