You'll paint this town black with the laws that you craft Then turn it all red with the fires they set
As faith consents to arrogance You name their plague with elegance The judgment's made but don't forget 'You were never one of them'
We're all trying To find our way in the dark But your lanterns look more like torches And your rescue coercion and you stand so confident If he's so holy why aren't you trembling?
The fire's is in your house! And there's no time left to sort this out All of us are guilty men There is no line between us and them There's no place for entitlement For mercy falls on shattered men and God will crush the prideful ones I never knew you
Fear and trembling brothersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
