The Burner - Father | Текст песни

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• The Burner
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When you will stand in front of the open gates to the precious peace that you have claimed for what would be your excuses to those pure apostles that you have left behind?
Will you tell them a story again that you were a martyr and everyone threw a rock at you, and everyone blamed you of lie
What if the world tries to change the things?
All those predominant things that ever made us believe in you when we were younger and green
Father!
How shall I live without praising your saints and praying for the grace
Bring me my faith back!
In these desperate times, your words sound like a nuisance
I am awfully sorry, dad, but I will not let you go
Seriously, I am your son made in your own and I have got some questions you have to answer
Father!
I have got questions you have to answer me - your son made in your own
Father, I promise you that we will not change
I pray for you I do not know whom
So, fuck, when you will stand in front of your flock what would be your excuses?
What will you say to me and millions who is waiting for you?