Lyrics: Mick Conner
Music: Mick Conner
Right track. Is it fated
Chase that light to liberation
So it don't end like before
Ironic
Look to blind prophets
I need to push to go on
Can't stop it
I should stay cautious but
I can't do this alone
Breaking away is a pain I been hardened on
And I'm not alone
Take me away from the place that I called a home
They can not atone
You preach incineration With no consideration
You've seen a bitter painting
You pale in imitation Look on your sick creation
Out of my head. Mourning my Dead. Cort my in the red.
Shower me in
Holy water
Open all the wounds you opened before
Hold the father
Tighter than the noose that's laid on your floor
Couple bad apples fall far from the tree
And I wonder what's calling to me keep sinning
The strongest of soldiers get haredest of feats
Man slide to the garden of Eden we winning
Spin it LIfe is a gamble
Roll my dice til it tweak my image
Guess I'm a handful
But if you take a knife to my back
And the tables get turned good riddance
Oh curse me blind, strike me dead, break the tithe, keep them fed
Souls divide, won't repent, hell's arrived, it's heaven sent
You preach incineration With no consideration
You've seen a bitter painting
You pale in imitation Look on your sick creation
Out of my head. Mourning my Dead. Cort my in the red.
Shower me in
Holy water
Open all the wounds you opened before
Hold the father
Tighter than the noose that's laid on your floor
Fight back. Prisons caving
Count our sins for quick repayment
This didn't end like before
Right track. Is it fated
Chase that light to liberation
So it don't end like before
Fight back. Prisons caving
Count our sins for quick repayment
This didn't end like before
Right track. Is it fated
Chase that light to liberation
So it don't end like before
Drowning in the
Holy water
Open all the wounds you opened before
Hold the father
Tighter than the noose that's laid on your floor