Sons Of Perdition 2p2r1e

    Sons Of Perdition

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    Sons Of Perdition 2p2r1e


    My skin and my clothes colored red with the dust
    So full of rage that my brain's about to bust
    I've lived out my life without blemish of sin
    I'm not out for murder, just b revenge
    O Sun up above, throw down pity on me!
    Lay light on my dark path that I, Lord, might see
    Done said it a hundred times, say it again
    I'm not out for murder, just grant me revenge
    When that which you thirst for is redder than blood
    When angels with trumpets unleash Heaven's flood
    Ain't nothing you do will keep Satan at bay

    He'll climb on your back and he'll lead you astray
    He whispers the things that you're aching to hear
    As he pours bile and venom so deep in your ear
    When your body's a prison and your mind is a cage
    The Devil blows cruelly on the embers of rage
    With no Sword of Righteousness, no Shield of Light
    And the promise of vengeance that's darker than night
    An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
    And the blood on your hands bespeaks volumes of truth
    The blood in your veins crying loudly for justice
    That old Prince of Lies whispers warmly to trust us
    Pray the good Lord will find him and root out his tongue

    Fore down the Abyss your poor body is flung
    The glare of the Sun helps me gather my thoughts
    I choke on the smell of my soul as it rots
    My thoughts turn to one thing and that thing is murder
    I jump on my pale horse to find those who'd hurt her
    O Lord up above, show Your mercy on me!
    I've lived a good life now devoted to Thee
    Now turn a blind eye for I need absolution
    Cause I'm riding to Hell seeking black retribution

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