Last Rites
Children born and raised on a SundayHearing what their leaders saySinging alongA story missing to the ones who won't listenAll the words are left alone
But I've been running outFighting to stay above the line andI can feel the Devil is close so
It's gonna follow me downIt's gonna follow me down (Gonna follow!)
Last rites in a lost cityI can't fight for a life I've never knownDark lights giving no pityLast rites for a place I call my home.
Fear is in the war for societyHungry for the heresyNever atoneA spark that glistens for theSouls of a missionCanonize this pile of stones
But I'm rebelling nowFighting to save my only life andI can feel the rapture is close so
It's gonna follow me downIt's gonna follow me down (Gonna follow!)
Last rites in a lost cityI can't fight for a life I've never knownDark lights giving no pityLast rites for a place I call my homeFor a place I call my homeFor a place I call my home!
SanctusDominusI am left alone
Last rites in a lost cityI can't fight for a life I've never knownDark lights giving no pityLast rites for a place I call my homeFor a place I call my homeFor a place I call my home!