Текст песни Otep - The Lord Is My Weapon
Otep - The Lord Is My Weapon слова песни
The Lord is My Weapon eternal salvation suffers from invasion say what you need to, save your soulbut don`t fuck with me,i`m loosin` controli`m so tired of this, so sick of youmy tongue is battered and bruised from all these attitudes teach me the magic of your sacred poemsconjuring a voice of signs and omensprophecies got debris the syllables and symbols breathand as we climb, divineto sacrifice our wounded mindsthis awkward chance to seek, insanityi can`t save you, cause i hate me the lord is my weaponand i see him shoot pawnswoman is the devilyour god is a fraudeveryone you kneweverything you`ve ever donesuffer for your freedomrise and overcomethe lord is my weaponand i see him shoot pawnswoman is the devilyour god is a fraudeveryone you kneweverything you`ve ever donesuffer for your freedomrise and overcomesay what you need to save your soulbut leave your religion at the doorsmokin all of chrismals weedi`m sick of these weak anarchysyou see me as a place to make a bruisebut in my reality i`m a slate of the musefuck these hypocrites, and together will fighttyrannist swears, as quick as your knifethe lord is my weaponand i see him shoot pawnswoman is the devilyour god is a fraudeveryone you kneweverything you`ve ever donesuffer for your freedomrise and overcomeall you sinnersblasphemersburn in the pitburnburnburnthe lord is my weaponand i see him shoot pawnswoman is the devilyour god is a fraudeveryone you kneweverything you`ve ever donesuffer for your freedomrise and overcomesave mesave mesave mesave mesave mesave mesave me