Preacher 歌词

Mourning in the ashes like dust upon the masses In a world of which we once felt saved from Bind a false creation, blind manipulation Will the bodies rise like our fallen preacher? Slaves to the hand that feeds And in tormenting our minds We are crawling in ruins Ripped up inside I’ve seen me insane I felt my head fall It took me to bleed Was it worth it all Slaves to the hand that feeds And in tormenting our minds We are crawling in ruins Ripped up inside Pray down on your knees this is the world you find Fate I have fallen too deep an won’t get out alive In the end there is no place to hide I know somehow this is my demise Fate in these ruins, we’re burning alive In the ruins where you are defied Slaves to the hand that feeds And in tormenting our minds We are crawling in ruins Ripped up inside I’ve seen me insane I felt my head fall It took me to bleed Was it worth it all Slaves to the hand that feeds And in tormenting our minds We are crawling in ruins Ripped up inside Pray down on your knees this is the world you find Fate I have fallen too deep an won’t get out alive In the end there is no place to hide I know somehow this is my demise Preacher Preacher In the end there is no place to hide I know somehow this is my demise