"Unholy Cult" lyrics
"Unholy Cult"
It feels like we're blind
It feels like we're dead
We'll never find our way
We'll never feel the light of day
Don't try to think
Don't try to live your own life
We have you for keeps
Our ways are sewn deep in your hearts and minds
The colours have faded
Everything's black
Darkness around me
Darkness inside me
Your blood line stops here
We are your family now
Prepare for the end
A new life awaits us beyond
Like a shadow over mankind
Towering over the light
Love for abuse, can't they see
Humanity struggles to be free
Are you willing to die for us
Are you willing to die with us
Strip us down to nothing and use us as you wish
Like little pawns you move around at your fingertips
We beg to serve and serve you well, you keep us in the dark
Hold us close and suffocate the souls you've led astray
The cycle's complete
The pieces for ruin are in place
Our subjects are ready
To seal our date with infamy
Like a shadow over mankind
Towering over the light
Love for abuse, can't they see
Humanity struggles to be free
Writer(s): Ross Dolan, Robert Vigna
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- Immolation Lyrics
album:
"Unholy Cult" (2002)
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