Paroles de Excommunicated

Excommunicated Another holy war The cost of friendship is this heavy cross I bare until I'm sore Don't find it necessary - to show my piety These are the end of days no solace in this city In a world that makes me sick - I will be your heretic In a world that makes me sick - I will be your heretic I split my lip - They cut their teeth Sometimes silence is - A perfect scream Don't ask why this stone is in my hand Won't be seeing you again my friend Excommunicated Another holy war Los Angeles is just a heavy dose of all that I deplore The shine has left me- with no remorse or love And all the soarings of my mind begin within my blood In a world that's filled with faith - You can't take my blasphemy In a world that's filled with faith - You can't take my blasphemy I split my lip - They cut their teeth Sometimes silence is - A perfect scream Don't ask why this stone is in my hand Won't be seeing you again my friend This is the story of brothers with dirty faces A city filled with angels liars and betrayers This is a requiem for a friend and born of hate A walk down memory lane that took it all away