Stray
Son Of Sam
So fall the tears of futility
Down the guise of theonomy,
Don't cast your prayers on me
Disinfect them and save them for yourself
It's time, it's time
It's time, for the last day
Whoah- this is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- and as you stray you move closer to our world
This is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- as the dim stretches further from us
Chide a morbid propensity
As i connect so naturally,
The warmest sound i watch them flee
Into a hell they've created for themselves
Whoah- this is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- and as you stray you move closer to our world
This is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- as the dim stretches further from us
As you stray you move closer to us
As you stray you move closer to us
It's time, it's time
It's time, for the last day
Whoah- this is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- and as you stray you move closer to our world
This is the final night
Whoah- before the black day,
Whoah- as the dim stretches further from us
Whoah, whoah, whoah, ohhh