Karma

Riding down the road I found a dead man by the cemetery gates
He told me he couldn’t rest as his heart was too full of hate
He lived a thousand years to find a meaning to his life
Killed a thousand men, and now he wanders nightly, pays the price

And the years go by and nothing changes
Everything written in unread pages
Ancient runes and holy lies
Until fire bleeds down from the sky

I bought the dead man a beer and we drank till the sun came up
We shot the shit till it was gone and in the end didn’t give a fuck
I never asked for mercy in my life and neither do the slain
Just a chance to fight and not to die in iron chains

But that dead man had no answers for me
So I told him I’d just fly free
Every day for the rest of my years
As I rode away, this was all I could hear

You’re all a bunch of slaves was what he says and that’s how it stays
Me, I like the drama, but I’m too busy fucking a bitch named Karma
You’re all a bunch of slaves and that’s how it stays till your dying days
Me, I like the drama, but I’m too busy fucking a bitch named Karma

So I went on down the road to another bar and I stopped to wait
Sure enough I found another dead man just outside the gate
He told me he couldn’t rest because his heart was too full of fear
We went inside the bar and washed it all away with beer

He said he was born again that holy night
We drank and found salvation in drunken sights
The barkeeps breasts and sweet apple pie
But that was not enough to let the dead lie

You’re all a bunch of slaves was what he says and that’s how it stays
Me, I like the drama, but I’m too busy fucking a bitch named Karma
You’re all a bunch of slaves and that’s how it stays till your dying days
Me, I like the drama, but I’m too busy fucking a bitch named Karma