So cold, touch his heart and there's a chance you could freeze Steel soul, keep your distance or be ready to bleed He was good at the bait and hook He was really good at push and shove He believed in "whatever it took" And whatever it took, it was never enough. Well there was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile Lived a crooked life behind a crooked smile Goodness, like an arrow, lodges where it can But it never pierces the heart of a crooked man. Justify, when justice wouldn't pay the toll Subtle lies, when the truth was better half than whole Driven by an insatiable lust For power that was just out of reach Living on an illusion of trust With a steady dose of control and greed. Some life, nobody came to say goodbye Slow ride, for the author of his own demise No one had much good to say Some were glad that he was finally gone His legacy was cold and gray Like the mocking words that were carved in stone...