OUTCAST - No Honor In Gold

Cash in my pocket, target in sight Crosshairs are steady under the night He's begging for mercy down on his knees Choking on shadows, begging for peace My finger is shaking on the cold steel This ain't who I am, this ain't what I feel I am an outlaw born in the mud But my hands are clean of innocent blood He only owes money to a monster in black I can't pull the trigger, there's no turning back I lower the iron, I tell him to run The contract is broken, the damage is done There is no honor in a bag full of gold There is no pride when a target is sold I may be a sinner, an outcast, a thief But I won't trade a life for a moment's relief I signed my death warrant, I'm letting him go Turning the hunter into the prey of the show I know what is coming, the Boss will be mad He'll send all his dogs for the head that I had From killer to victim, the tables have turned My name is on fire, the lesson is learned I twist up the throttle, I head for the gate Staring right into my own bloody fate There is no honor in a bag full of gold There is no pride when a target is sold I may be a sinner, an outcast, a thief But I won't trade a life for a moment's relief I signed my death warrant, I'm letting him go Turning the hunter into the prey of the show I may be a sinner, an outcast, a thief But I won't trade a life for a moment's relief Let them come The hunt is on