"No More Lives To Go" lyrics

"No More Lives To Go"

My father died in the evening of tomorrow
Never alive but still breathing in his sorrow
My mother cried through the mourning at her gallows
Bleed for the sky when it's pouring blood so shallow
(Shallow)

Guide your will
Forcibly like a missile
Ride through hell
Soon you'll feel you're invincible
Oh

If I'm a lie you believe in never follow
Look for a sign but you're reaping fields gone fallow
(Fallow)

Guide your will
Forcibly like a missile
Ride through hell
Soon you'll feel you're invincible
Oh, build it up
There's no weakness in this world
Now you're a god
Soon you'll kill like an animal
An animal

No more lives to go
No more lives to go now
No more lives to go
No more lives to go now
No more lives to go
No more lives to go now
No more lives to go
No more lives to go now

Guide your will
Forcibly like a missile
Ride through hell
Soon you'll feel you're invincible
Oh, build it up
There's no weakness in this world
Now you're a god
Soon you'll kill like an animal
An animal


Writer(s): Gregory John Puciato, Christopher Hornbrook, Stephen Silverstein
album: "Mirrorcell" (2022)
Greg Puciato - Mirrorcell album cover
In This Hell You Find Yourself
(Instrumental)
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