Heretic

Frayle

Composición de: Gwyn Strang/Sean Bilovecky
Lost my God a long, long time ago
Maybe she lost me
And undone by my own undoing
Found my way among the brain washed masses

They said you're nothing but a heretic
Pray to God he doesn't deem you unfit
Save your soul, you've got to get ahead of it
You're undone
You're undone

Sold my soul a thousand years ago
Maybe it sold me and
Burned upon the cross of piousness
Thinking there's a single way around it

They said you're nothing but a heretic
Pray to God he doesn't deem you unfit
Save your soul, you've got to get ahead of it
You're undone
You're undone

Prayed on it, ungodly
Chose my way, unholy
I don't need someone just to tell me
Please be kind
Straight to hell with your judgements
Be your own savior

They said you're nothing but a heretic
Pray to God he doesn't deem you unfit
Save your soul, you've got to get ahead of it
You're undone
You're undone
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