"To Hear Of War" lyrics
"To Hear Of War"
For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement
Purgatory burned as I fought alongside flame
Mimicking the echo of a victim left ignored
Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice
Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of god
On winds from hell, came a crusade
To collect the crowns of undeserving saints
Salvation knows no ghost wandering among the weak
Stalking prey in favour of free will
In both kingdom and corpse, absolution carves its name with the nails I have pulled from your palms
For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement
Blessed heads will hang, not in shame, but in my hands
Harvesting a halo unbecoming of penance
Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice
Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of god
On winds from hell, came a crusade
Collect the crowns of undeserving saints
For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement
Writer(s): Brendan Murphy, Jesse Doreen, Kyle Brownlee, Tyler Williams
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- Counterparts Lyrics
EP:
"Heaven Let Them Die" (2024)
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