War Hungry - Final Hour

by Cold World / War Hungry· from Split

All this talk of heaven, I won't lose my sleep, kick off your apocalypse, show me what you mean, send me all your horsemen, make me believe, watch the steps I take, practice what I preach, sat through mass today, nothing new to see, don't believe in what you can do to me, in our final hour, you kneel down to pray, share a vacancy on this judgement day, fear of god, all around me, bring me your wrath, i pity your weak