發佈於：2023年
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時長：02:06
歌詞
Minds seduced by scripture, masquerade as pawns
Rejecting each other, they take on many forms
Minions praising with compulsion, statues stand and stare
Holy hymns, incantations, rise into the air
High on the myths of the church
They never quite see where they are
Like God, their devil is an icon, for face-painting frauds
A holy ghost laugh, a fetish for the weak
Satanic overlords for paranoid freaks
Always ranting and obsessing, hiding from themselves
Living out their fantasy, morbidly indulged
High on the myths of the church
They never quite see where they are
Their devil is a joke in the real world
Where death is never far
Burn all the icons, **** your fairytales
Cleanse your head of filth
Bred on illusion, fed on tradition pull the wool from your eyes
Rejecting each other, they take on many forms
Minions praising with compulsion, statues stand and stare
Holy hymns, incantations, rise into the air
High on the myths of the church
They never quite see where they are
Like God, their devil is an icon, for face-painting frauds
A holy ghost laugh, a fetish for the weak
Satanic overlords for paranoid freaks
Always ranting and obsessing, hiding from themselves
Living out their fantasy, morbidly indulged
High on the myths of the church
They never quite see where they are
Their devil is a joke in the real world
Where death is never far
Burn all the icons, **** your fairytales
Cleanse your head of filth
Bred on illusion, fed on tradition pull the wool from your eyes
lrc 歌詞
[00:19.88]Minds seduced by scripture, masquerade as pawns [00:23.70]Rejecting each other, they take on many forms [00:27.46]Minions praising with compulsion, statues stand and stare [00:30.99]Holy hymns, incantations, rise into the air [00:34.23] [00:34.79]High on the myths of the church [00:36.95]They never quite see where they are [00:39.51]Like God, their devil is an icon, for face-painting frauds [00:44.30] [00:54.57]A holy ghost laugh, a fetish for the weak [00:58.38]Satanic overlords for paranoid freaks [01:01.98] [01:02.51]Always ranting and obsessing, hiding from themselves [01:05.74]Living out their fantasy, morbidly indulged [01:09.07] [01:09.54]High on the myths of the church [01:11.73]They never quite see where they are [01:14.29]Their devil is a joke in the real world [01:16.92]Where death is never far [01:19.60] [01:39.19]Burn all the icons, **** your fairytales [01:43.31]Cleanse your head of filth [01:46.89] [01:54.79]Bred on illusion, fed on tradition pull the wool from your eyes [02:02.00]
