Praying to wash your sins But before face the humiliation, In a church on your knees Begging for salvation.
Dying old... in your bed... Waiting for... the extreme unction...
Since your birth your acts controlled By ten Commandments All your life has been ruled By their fucking standards.
Chorus: Absorbed by faith, blinded and lost You choose this way, now pay the cost Pleading to die, with some dignity Not in this abject foul misery.
Now is the time, to see the truth What you believed, just an absurd, You only get what you deserve Faith is a rope, around your neck.
You will rot... in your grave... Waiting for... absolution...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
