It’s no wonder we’re all scared when our submission makes demands And who the hell are you is it asked or forced to do Do you pray for holiness or just prey on my willingness To starve beg consume for something you can’t prove If I’m unworthy it’s you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don’t let go of me And I will carry on with your burden on my shoulders Where’s the white washed tomb out of which your god’s been exhumed A corpse to force my guilt through lips you thought you sealed And sins you can't let go have blinded you on your throne And left me here alone.
While god sleeps the righteous feed upon the meek. What kind of father sits and lets his children bleed? Don’t just stand there show us all if this is true— That your love and mercy isn’t for a chosen fewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
