Father of Lies Lyrics
von Whitechapel
Das Lied 'Father of Lies' von Whitechapel, unter der Federführung von Phil Bozeman, ist ein intensives und emotional auf... weiterlesen
Tell me all the things you want
I shall prove myself among the wise
I have failed you
Grant my wish I beg of thee
For I have done all the deeds you have asked of me
That whimpering wretched whore who birthed your adversary
I retrieved her head and mutilated every last remain
The blood of the innocent I have spread with no fucking remorse
How dare you interfere my monumental wake
Forever keep these words from my mouth
I will become the father of lies
I, The father of lies
I will become the father of lies
I, The father of lies
Holiest of holy I ensure your crucifixion
Enlighten me O noble one of your mendacity
Give me clearest view of your so-called commonwealth
We are your foes, annihilators of the sky
Limb from limb
The rites are carved into your forehead
Limb from limb
Engorged into your psyche
Limb from limb
I smell the decrepit stench of your demise
Limb from limb
Humanity will be destroyed
My procreator I have warned thee of my prophecy
Until that day, stand your fucking ground
My procreator, stand your fucking ground 2x
I shall prove myself among the wise
I have failed you
Grant my wish I beg of thee
For I have done all the deeds you have asked of me
That whimpering wretched whore who birthed your adversary
I retrieved her head and mutilated every last remain
The blood of the innocent I have spread with no fucking remorse
How dare you interfere my monumental wake
Forever keep these words from my mouth
I will become the father of lies
I, The father of lies
I will become the father of lies
I, The father of lies
Holiest of holy I ensure your crucifixion
Enlighten me O noble one of your mendacity
Give me clearest view of your so-called commonwealth
We are your foes, annihilators of the sky
Limb from limb
The rites are carved into your forehead
Limb from limb
Engorged into your psyche
Limb from limb
I smell the decrepit stench of your demise
Limb from limb
Humanity will be destroyed
My procreator I have warned thee of my prophecy
Until that day, stand your fucking ground
My procreator, stand your fucking ground 2x
Writer(s): Ben Savage, Kevin Lane, Alex Wade, Phil Bozeman, Zach Householder, Gabe Crisp
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Das Lied 'Father of Lies' von Whitechapel, unter der Federführung von Phil Bozeman, ist ein intensives und emotional aufgeladenes Stück, das die inner... weiterlesen
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