The Darkest Of Times by Domestic War
Prophets with forked tongues spit at me lies of a salvation without sacrifice this pressure, this weight, i fucking despise oh demon oh prophet i wont buy into your lies They tell me angels are singing but i dont hear a sound i will rip your forked tongue right from your mouth I will not follow, i am a wolf among sheep i will stand alone until i'm six feet deep They tell me angels are singing but i don't hear a sound They tell me angels are singing but i don't hear a sound Oh demon, Oh prophet I won't buy into your lies I will never see the world through your fucking eyes