Heretics & Killers
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โฑ๏ธ 3:12 duration
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๐ Lyrics
They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty,
But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies.
In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender,
A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror.
Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars,
After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers.
I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather.
Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die.
But my lips could only say "I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?"
There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy.
Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos,
Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel.
With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong,
I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong...
To a textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
A textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
A textbook of my crying...
A textbook of my lying...
A textbook of my dying...
A textbook of my history.
But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies.
In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender,
A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror.
Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars,
After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers.
I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather.
Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die.
But my lips could only say "I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?"
There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy.
Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos,
Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel.
With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong,
I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong...
To a textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
A textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
A textbook of my crying...
A textbook of my lying...
A textbook of my dying...
A textbook of my history.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:26.30] They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty,
[00:30.35] But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies.
[00:48.85] In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender,
[00:52.44] A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror.
[00:56.16] Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars,
[00:59.88] After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers.
[01:03.59] I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather.
[01:11.42] Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die.
[01:17.67] But my lips could only say "I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?"
[01:28.91] There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy.
[01:33.42] Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos,
[01:39.50] Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel.
[02:01.13] With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong,
[02:04.70] I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong...
[02:15.21] To a textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:19.27] A textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:23.63] A textbook of my crying...
[02:27.35] A textbook of my lying...
[02:31.62] A textbook of my dying...
[02:35.57] A textbook of my history.
[02:43.11]
[00:30.35] But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies.
[00:48.85] In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender,
[00:52.44] A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror.
[00:56.16] Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars,
[00:59.88] After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers.
[01:03.59] I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather.
[01:11.42] Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die.
[01:17.67] But my lips could only say "I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?"
[01:28.91] There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy.
[01:33.42] Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos,
[01:39.50] Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel.
[02:01.13] With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong,
[02:04.70] I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong...
[02:15.21] To a textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:19.27] A textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:23.63] A textbook of my crying...
[02:27.35] A textbook of my lying...
[02:31.62] A textbook of my dying...
[02:35.57] A textbook of my history.
[02:43.11]