Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Lost Souls
Holding on to an illusion based upon a tale
The ladder's leading down to Hell, our souls are now for sale
Weak and helpless on our knees we're looking at the sky
Time will run, the blood will flow as life is passing by
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Lost Souls
Truth won't be the same when one is born
There's no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
Cursed by the palm of God
Bright - hope blinded eyes
If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn
Lost Souls
One day we will understand there are no winners in this race
Caused by your religion thoughts, we'll vanish without a trace
With one hand on the holy book, you're reaching for a gun
Put your hands together, praise the lord for what he has done
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
Truth won't be the same when one is born
There's no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
Cursed by the palm of God
Bright - hope blinded eyes
If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn
Lost Souls
[Kristian]
