The Executioner
Inglés

Letra de The Executioner

ÁlbumSkeleton Psalms
Año2023
GéneroGospel / Religious
Duración4:25
Idioma originalInglés
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Tamaño 18

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I never was the picture of a model son A crooked criminal they caught holding the gun It got so hard to see the truth from all the lies Slowly becoming more and more what I despise I never should've left my foot inside the door Never content and always craving something more I feel the darkness closing in on every side It's time for something deep inside of me to die The executioner puts the cross upon my back How beautiful, the breath that is my last Start praying over me last rites I'm giving up the ghost inside I'm hanging on the nails I drive This cross is where I come to die And I've waited so long This is the hill I'll die on Start praying over me last rites This cross is where I come to die You're not allowed to see the cards against my chest I never trust nobody with my wretchedness So I sit and try to fight this fight alone I fake allegiance, can't decide which side I'm on So I scream, beat my head against the wall Forget the walk, can't even crawl I abuse the wounds that grace healed You say you love me but it's hard to love myself The executioner puts the cross upon my back How beautiful, the breath that is my last Start praying over me last rites I'm giving up the ghost inside I'm hanging on the nails I drive This cross is where I come to die And I've waited so long This is the hill I'll die on Start praying over me last rites This cross is where I come to die Let the hammer swing down I've made my peace Said my goodbyes There's no eulogies When this convict dies My beautiful executioner My beautiful executioner I've made my peace Said my goodbyes There's no eulogies When this convict dies I've made my peace Said my goodbyes There's no eulogies Start praying over me last rites I'm giving up the ghost inside I'm hanging on the nails I drive This cross is where I come to die And I've waited so long This is the hill I'll die on Start praying over me last rites This cross is where I come to die Let the hammer swing down I've made my peace Said my goodbyes There's no eulogies This cross is where I come to die

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