Licking the blood from your own wounds
When they heal you will want more
Venturing from your solitude
Getting up from your stone-cold floor
Playing the martyr, playing the victim
Just to see what you can score
What will you do when you become him
Never to be, you always swore

Forced to cut off your puppet strings
Away from the liars you lie
Free from under Satan's wings
But he taught you how to fly
The stones have been cast, you feel the stings
You fear your tears won't dry
They'll fear the bite the cornered beast brings
Avengers come, you'll defy

Pick up the stones, let's begin the game
So we can see who has the better aim
Those who will atone and know the game well
Or could it be those going through hell
I can't tell...

(Guitar solo by Freddie, with harmony by Brandon)

Picking your wounds, they'll never heal
It's enough to keep you occupied
Kept on the floor, forever kneel
You're cursed by the ostracized
Bound to the mast, they've sealed your fate
Endless cycle, lottery planned
The Stones have been cast, crushed by their weight
These are the Stones of the Damned

Pick up the stones, let's begin the game
So we can see who has the better aim
Those who will atone and know the game well
Or could it be those going through hell

Pick up the stones, let's begin the game
So we can see who has the better aim
Those who will atone and know the game well
Or could it be those going through hell