Curse 歌词

Another give o faith Misplace I erase All the spells you placed on me Never could of worked I don’t believe a word That you couldn’t keep A curse for yourself Can’t wake me up Hey can’t make me up The soil is dry and dead The city’s painted red The golden God’s are fed Souls for sale There’s no roots in the tree No harvest for the feed Babylon is free One world slavery Can’t wake me up Hey can’t make me up Underneath the plastic skin Inside the truth lies deep within Green with envy all their sins A fortress empty Plagues his kin The hidden leader leads astray Dawn of evil fades with grace… Can’t wake me up Hey can’t make me up/hey