Faceless
Song of the day;;
And the parents explain to me
Well, I let my teenager listen to rock music
Because that's all he listens to
Let me tell you something
Lyrics to real rock music is nothing more than Satanic Cyanide
Living in an underworld
Down underdogs and thunder gods
Are waiting for the night’s return
Digging up the cursed words from open graves
Where no one prays
Giving up our souls to burn
Are you afraid of what you don’t know?
Or are you just losing control?
There’s a mess in the message
While holding mass in the wreckage
Hellbringer
Turn it up
It’s so infuriating, this is no place for hate
Look at all the souls you’re breaking
Imprisoned, escape
Pray tell, maybe heaven’s in hell
Is the one you worship just yourself?
Hallelujah, how can you go back?
They curse the devil’s music and say we murder to it
They pray for those who can’t be saved
If waking words are treason and mother earth a demon
Then I’m a fucking sinner
So go ahead and pull the trigger
Hellbringer
Who’s dancing with the devil now?
Who’s the devil now?
Hellbringer
Are you afraid of what you don’t know?
Or are you just losing control?
There’s a mess in the message
While holding mass in the wreckage
Are you afraid of what you don’t know?
(Afraid of what you don't know)
Or are you just losing control?
(Losing control)
There’s a mess in the message
(The message)
While holding mass in the wreckage
Living in an underworld
Down underdogs and thunder gods
Are waiting for the night’s return
Digging up the cursed words from open graves
Where no one prays
Giving up our souls to burn
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