Last Rites (Alive and Burning Version) 歌词

Children born and raised on a Sunday Hearing what their leaders say Singing along A story missing to the ones who won't listen All the words are left alone But I've been running out Fighting to stay above the line I can feel the devil is close so It's gonna follow me down It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow!) Last rites in a lost city I can't fight for a life I've never known Dark lights giving no pity Last rites for a place I call my home And fear is in the war for society Hungry for the heresy Never atone A spark that glistens for the Souls of a mission Canonize this pile of stones But I'm rebelling now Fighting to save my only life and I can feel the rapture is close so It's gonna follow me down It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow!) Last rites in a lost city I can't fight for a (life I've never known) Dark lights giving no pity Last rites for a place I call my home Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh Sanctus Dominus I am left alone Go! Last rites in a lost city I can't fight for a life I've never known Dark lights giving no pity Last rites for a place I call my home For a place I call my home Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh