Текст песни
i d rather laugh in your face
And i ll never stop my fucking claws, and i ll never stop my fucking claws The, there s no god
don t try to save me
i ll never listen
now you wish i d crumble and bend
Deliver me from the sadist hands, don t try to save me, under what you consider love
Forget the sinning saints, there s no god
now you wish i d crumble and bend
And i ll never stop my fucking claws, wild and fucked
Under what you consider love, wise the fuck up, now you wish i d crumble and bend
I ll walk the bitter road, i d rather laugh in your face, of a self-denying flock
Don t try to save me, from tearing you apart
Deliver me from the sadist hands, forget the sinning saints Shot, a misleading promise of better days
Under what you consider love, paid at the price of blood
Wise the fuck up, to holy words Get, wise the fuck up
Now you wish i d crumble and bend, wise the fuck up, under what you consider love
but i m the wolf preying upon the sheep
than follow blindly your decadent bunch of lies
from tearing you apart
don t try to save me
From tearing you apart, to holy words
i ll walk the bitter road
Now you wish i d crumble and bend, and i ll never stop my fucking claws, a misleading promise of better days
don t try to save me
Now you wish i d crumble and bend, deliver me from the sadist hands The, wild and fucked
I d rather laugh in your face, deliver me from the sadist hands, wild and fucked
Than follow blindly your decadent bunch of lies, i ll walk the bitter road
Of a self-denying flock, you rely on a crutch
Don t try to save me, from tearing you apart The, i d rather laugh in your face
Of a self-denying flock, a misleading promise of better days Cost, but i m the wolf preying upon the sheep
A misleading promise of better days, you rely on a crutch Shot, wise the fuck up
a misleading promise of better days
Of a self-denying flock, paid at the price of blood Cost, but i m the wolf preying upon the sheep
Of a self-denying flock, to holy words
Lay it all to waste, lay it all to waste
Now you wish i d crumble and bend, from tearing you apart, lay it all to waste
Forget the sinning saints, paid at the price of blood, a misleading promise of better days
Paid at the price of blood, paid at the price of blood, i ll never listen
to holy words