Last Rites

Written by：CC

Children born and raised on a sunday

Hearing what their leaders say

Singing along

A story missing to the ones who won't listen

All the words are left alone

But I've been running out fighting to stay above the line

And I can feel the devil is close

It's gonna follow me down

It's gonna follow me down

Let it follow

Last rites in a lost city

I can't fight for a life I've never known

Dark lights giving no pity

Last rites for a place I call my home

Fear is in the war for society

Hungry for the heresy

Never atone

A spark that glistens for the souls of emission

Canonize

This pile of stones

But I'm rebelling now fighting to save my only life

I can feel the rapture is close

It's gonna follow me down

It's gonna follow me down

Let it follow

Last rites in a lost city

I can't fight for a life I've never known

Dark lights giving no pity

Last rites for a place I call my home

Woah ah ah woah ah-ah

Place I call my home

Woah ah ah woah ah-ah

Place I call my home

Last rites in a lost city

I can't fight for a life I've never known

Dark lights giving no pity

Last rites for a place I call my home

Woah ah ah woah ah-ah

Place I call my home

Woah ah ah woah ah-ah

Place I call my home