Last Rites - Spoken Word

Children born and raised on a Sunday
Hearing what their leaders say singing along
A story missing to the ones who won't listen
All the words are left alone
But I've been running out
Fighting to stay above the line and I can feel the Devil is close
It's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down
Last rites in a lost city
I can't fight for a life I've never known
Dark lights giving no pity
Last rites for a place I call my home
Fear is in the war for society
Hungry for the heresy
Never atone
A spark that glistens for the souls of a mission
Canonize this pile of stones
But I'm rebelling now
Fighting to save my only life and
I can feel the rapture is close
It's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down
Last rites in a lost city
I can't fight for a life I've never known
Dark lights giving no pity
Last rites for a place I call my home
Sanctus
Dominus
I am left alone



Credits
Writer(s): Ashley Purdy, Andrew Biersack, Jeremy Ferguson, Christian Coma, Jacob Pitts, Nick Long
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