Pillar Of Salt کے بول

Nights chasing ghosts, asleep in the pews Vacant and still, your arm in a noose Pillar of salt, we can never look back The lies we have led, we are cursed in our past We are cursed in our past We are cursed in our death A penance paid for in blood The guilt staining my hands My lover stolen from me Thieving father be damned No mercy on me Myself and sins I detest Devil lying in wait collecting his debts No hope. No hope Communion of saints, of bread, body and wine Quiet and still, drinking me dry God left here long ago, heavy lies a thorned crown In pride and in spite, no faith to be found We are cursed in our past We are cursed in our death A penance paid for in blood The guilt staining my hands My lover stolen from me Thieving father be damned No mercy on me Myself and sins I detest Devil lying in wait collecting his debts Collecting his debts Collecting his debts No mercy on me Myself and sins I detest Devil lying in wait collecting his debts No hope. No hope