Book Of Blood by Armored Saint

Voted in i'm just the spokesman here
A robot i'm not i feel the same fears
Pressure on my back and i must respond
Say the word and i'll be gone
I'm gone

I say attack while the world is trembling
Then get criticized cause we felt the sting
An indecisive mind cannot be a judge
Stand by your fighting words
Your words

Everybody is a book of blood
Subverting society with a magic touch
Well i refuse to engage
Don't condemn the judgement of another
Cause it differs from your own
You may both be wrong

Pressure on my back and i must respond
Say the word and i'll be gone
Gone, i'm gone

No end
No friend
No end
Defend
God send