"Road To Dead (DEMO)" lyrics

"Road To Dead (DEMO)"

Welcome to the church of me
Where they stand in a line in need
Of water from my eyes
And a song for comfort
You say, "Jesus Christ"
Well, I feel like him
I feel one, two, three nails through me
And four through the heart

You walk the road to resurrection
And I walk the road to dead
And I'm giving you my devotion
And I walk the road to dead

I held you and wrapped you in the heat of my hand
And prayed for us, but now I watch your back
As you walk away from my life
But you need, need
Strength is threatening
So I filled you with faith, and I filled me with pain
And what the hell am I doing falling in love with pain?
Again and again and again and again

You walk the road to resurrection
And I walk the road to dead
And I've given you my devotion
But I walk the road to dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to
Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to
Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to
Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to
Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to
Dead, dead, dead, dead, walking down the road to dead


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