Blood on My Hands Again

All you killers, Devil's stoppin' [?] I'm the guardian [?] on this throne Blood on my hands again Blood on my hands again Blood on my hands again From the darkest corners of the world (where demon's [?] suffer) They tried to walk amongst the livin', corrupted kings their dreams [?] They see the man in the shadows, [?] fire, lookin' for the one Ridin' on the pale horse, blade in hand (death is come) Fear the reaper when you see his face, in this case, you're lost Wicked dreams of glory, tell me what your soul has cost I'm the vengeace of the [?], [?] hand that [?] people I'm the tip of the spear thrown by god (at the evil) As I move up on the wicked through the mist with one objective Send 'em back into the fire then you gon' be resurrected Sickened soul taken quickly from the shell ([?]) Angels cryin' up in Heaven for the path that I have chosen As the wind blows swifty, [?] in the night My blade takin' flight, [?] reachin for the light Your [?], tell 'em I'm the one who sent you If the one who brings the rain and pose as evil [?] men do Heard the sounds of the trumpets blown, a king rises to the throne God saved the king unless God wants me to bring him home Stick the razor's edge in the light, my blade is clean Until it's pressed against your neck, and now your [?] eternal dreamin' And only God could judge me for those things I had to clean away The tidal wave, it came and washed every single thing away And as I stray, lookin' for the day the maker makes a plan I'll be lurkin' in the shadow with your blood upon my hands All you killers, Devil's stoppin' [?] I'm the guardian [?] on this throne Blood on my hands again Blood on my hands again Blood on my hands again --- Blood on My Hands Again - Cypress Hill