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• Artiste: Bullets And Octane
• Titre: All Hail Halo
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Born again like a coma I'm a head that spins in a congregation of sin Know you can't but you wanna Raise your hands for all this lost religion You suffer endlessly while the preacher preaches Digging his fingers in me His message molesting me All along so strong so wrong But I kind of like it Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all. Such a Saturday night lover And in the early morning There's a Sunday's forgiveness Repentance over and over to a safe secure place Your heavenly disgrace now Wink your eye to your altar boy's thighs Is that your choice of toys Hey father, hail Mary said 1, 2, 3 Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all. Do we all stand in the right hand of your heavenly father While the left one creates me to poison everyone Say it aint so, but it is Do we stand up, sit down, kneel for the one true creator While the preacher has his hand with a boy saying you've been saved I don't know, but you'd think so All Hail Halo This god, this throne It's all you've known, that's all you know (Thanks to John for these lyrics)