Prepare the Masses prepare the masses cause this means war and if it′s a fight they want, we′ll bring the hell they′re looking for with bullets blazing, the coward hits the floor stand up and fight like men, let god decide who scores now sit back and watch the story unfold with the fair juliet and her romeo two young lovers with one heartbeat in a devoted grave is where they′ll sleep they had the passion in a city of hate watching too many squabble, though these lovers came you are the ones who took your children′s lives so you′re children have died in love′s true odds odds sing me to sleep...

Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed...