Heretic

Face Down

Side-tracked on your quest for redemption 
All you got was a mouth full of cum 
"The son of god" you say, well big fucking deal 
I'll slay the angels that took you to their grace 

Satan saves - Satan saves your soul 

I watch you praying for the weak and hopeless 
I ask you why? They're fucking lost and useless 
You're only wasting your time 
Blind leading the blind 
Name one who'll truly save your soul 

Can't fail to miss 
The foul stench of piss 
And my hand on your head 
Pushing you down 
And you're desperately gasping for air 

Who am I? 
What's my name? 
I am the beast you wish you could tame 
I am the plague that's keeping you sick 
I am the heretic 

The son of god 
What a fucking scam 
Holy man? 
A fucking deadbeat in a cloak 

Now you bought it hook, line and sinker 
Another pawn in the global hoax 
Deep down within, we're all born of sin 
Take heed as I enter your life 

Who am I? 
What's my name? 
I am the beast you wish you could tame 
I am the plague that's keeping you sick 
I am the heretic
Página 1 / 1

Letras e título
Acordes e artista

resetar configurações
OK