Black Veil Brides

A bass drum punding out a strong, pumping beat
While cymbals ring their "welcomes"
An intricate rhythym from the hands of a god
Cementing the love like glue

A sweet undertone of rhythmic notes
A silent supporter of skyscraper tones
The smooth metal strings glide under light hands
And glisten in the spotlights

A melody of magic, born from two kings-
One low, one high, they play opposites
They are black and white from the view of the crowd
But will forever be brothers at heart

A voice from the heavens, it sings songs of truth
Bringing peace to the hearts of the old, bold and young
Wretched yet divine, the one picture of perfection
An angel who will save them all