Viatrophy - Futile Prayers скачать видео бесплатно

The eighth song on Viatrophy's second album, Viatrophy.

Lyrics:

A life lived in fear of final judgement, end of days

Grasping on to futile prayers

This paranoia hanging over you

It weeps from every pore

You'll feel it in your every move

Your every step watched over, unreachable freedom

Your saviour yet to show his face

Should he decide my fate?

Conquering the world, a mission so vein

The crisp air pounds my skin

My eyes and senses open in defiance

You're sedated by false promises offering hope

This misery created by your belief

The darkness of this world mists his perfect bliss,

Pray for me.

Lead the beast to rest, repent his sins

Carry your filth to the heavens, while I cleanse in hell

Conscience my only guidance, my only saviour

Does it take a holy man to rest?

Conscience my only guidance, my only saviour

A thousand souls erased in your name

Lead the beast to rest, repent his sins

Carry your filth to the heavens, while I cleanse in hell