21 acessos
Children born and raised on a sunday
Hearing what their leader say, singing along
A story missing to the ones you won't listen
All the words you're left alone
But I've running out, fighting to stay above the line
And I can feel the devil is close
It's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow)
Last rites in the lost city
I can't fight for a life I've never known
Dark lights giving no pity
Last rites for a place I call my home
Fear is in the world for society
Hungry for the heresy, never atone
A spark that glistens for the souls of a mission
Can't deny the spile of stones
But I'm rebelling now
Fighting to save my only life
And I can feel the rapture is close
It's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow)
Last rites in the lost city
I can't fight for a life I've never known
Dark lights giving no pity
Last rites for a place I call my home
Place that I call my home
Place that I call my home