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• Artiste: Parkway Drive
• Titre: I Hope You Rot
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From crooked faith, the darkness flows From hallowed halls, through broken homes To prey upon the weakest lamb The cruelest heart is truly Man And when the judgment came, they told us “turn away” As their laughter whipped the halls like cracking bones Small words and hollow gestures, the rats are closing ranks They paint themselves as angels, oh so wrong Libera nos Libera nos Deliver us from the blackest of mass Libera nos Libera nos Deliver us justice for the lost Straight down I see their wings are burning But it’s a shallow fall Straight down I see their wings are burning There are no halos to be found So save your breath Nothing here is sacred, nothing is divine If heaven’s gates are open, then I think I’ll wait in line Nothing here is holy when every faith is blind So save your breath, I don’t need more excuses Libera nos Libera nos Deliver us from the blackest of mass Libera nos Libera nos Deliver us justice for the lost But it’s a shallow fall It’s a shallow fall Straight down I see their wings are burning But it’s a shallow fall Straight down I see their wings are burning There are no halos to be found I’ll never see through the eyes of your lord But I have seen through the eyes of a child I hope you rot Straight down I see their wings are burning But it’s a shallow fall Straight down I see their wings are burning There are no halos to be found From crooked faith, the darkness flows From hallowed halls, through broken homes To prey upon the weakest lamb The cruelest heart is truly Man