We're gonna bring out a song with some sexy sax. A song about cheap wine and fucked up systems. So dance along with us, our sunny disposition. We've been through hell, sewn up our eyes. Fell few limits, healed through the narrow. And courage steers when so inclined. But peace grew worse, and took our children to die. But angels should have fixed the world. Set up lots of happy boys and girls. I'll make a decision if we are needed or friendly. But I'm afraid not because I'm refined. And no one likes cheap wine. Here we go! When the clouds kiss your eye. Shadows spring up high. Raise a thunder to the sky. Off the line. You own the burn. We sleep in streets. You die in waste. We forage to win. Who pays the tab? When you cross the line. Who rubs the chin? Sun in the swine. It takes the best to lose. As long as the band has been reduced. How can we see outside of our bed? With survival as possession of our mind. Call me a wanderer. Love me! When the clouds kiss your eye. Shadows spring up high. Raise a thunder to the sky. Off the line. All good things come with time. When you know him you know. Survival is fine. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! See the radiation, my sweet friend. And all the kids dance upon my door. And all the blood on my skin. It turns and seeps into my soul. When the clouds kiss your eye. Shadows spring up high. Raise a thunder to the sky. Off the line. Raise a thunder to the sky. Off the line. All good things come with time. When you know him you know. Such a marvelous time I find. Hallelujah! It's an illusion. It's an illusion. It's an illusion. It's an illusion. This is feeling fucking good tonight. I gotta admit, we are very, very excited about these two shows here in London because you guys were one of the first cities, the first countries to even embrace Avenged Sevenfold. So thank you guys for that. We really do owe a lot to this place. And before I go any further, let me introduce Mr. Brooks Wackerman on the drums. Brooks, I've deprived the people of a drum solo the last few nights. What do you say we do a little drum solo? See, I'm fucking with you though because I don't let you work stuff out because then you would have some bullshit that you play every night. So you want to play something original for the people right now here at the O2? Original for the people right now here at the O2? Original for the people here at the O2? Oh shit!