There's something in my head, I know itnSomething in my head, I know it's time to beginnAnd it's wrapped up in sinnnThere is something in this life I've noticednSomething in this life I've noticed, time and againnAnd it's wearing me thinnnAnd its all coming back to my KanBecause the Sun and the World have moved onnnI thank the morning when it comesnI thank those yellow-bellied bastardsnWrithing, waiting for me in the darknBut how do you win?nWhen the sun and the sky feel my lonelinessnnYou wouldn't wish for thisnI know you wouldn't wish for thisnGrab your guns and shoot them deadnDreams of Towers in my headnnAnd there's so much to do before the sun setsnThe man in black, he brings me to my kneesnnSo, how do I know if this beam will lead me home?nIt's like waiting in the morning for the sun to risenAt the brink of the impending end-timesnnThis Ka-tetnIs a menace and a threatnTo those who oppose me, no one knows menLike I know myselfnnSo return to that placenWith a pistol in his face, oh! nShoot 'em up, beat 'em down, cut 'em with knivesnBang bang baby, I ain't got much timennAnd it's all coming back to my KanBecause the Sun and the World have moved onnnI don't know I can do this alonenThrough this highway to hell that I'm onnnHere we go, on our own, to the Dark TowernHere we go, on our own, to the Dark TowernHere we go, on our own...