Preacher

Testo di Preacher

GenereGotico
Durata6:04
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni173
Coordinate del testo

Testo originale

EN
Traduzione non ancora disponibile. Mostriamo il testo originale.
18
Your lies have brought me to extinction Your lies have brought me endless pain Why live off misunderstanding Taint what's called "the golden rule" Your misguided faith has run you through With the horde of followers you have taken Taken every bit of trust they need Disguised behind the book of being Disfiguring the word in meaning Masked and blinded, it's not what it seems Disillusion haunts the mind, i'm weakening Take my soul, release me of this shame Pull me up against the grain Smash me through my hollow grave My fate concealed, i'm ready to believe