Preacher - Life Cried

Mourning in the ashes like dust upon the masses

In a world of which we once felt saved from

Bind a false creation, blind manipulation

Will the bodies rise like our fallen preacher?

Slaves to the hand that feeds

And in tormenting our minds

We are crawling in ruins

Ripped up inside

I’ve seen me insane

I felt my head fall

It took me to bleed

Was it worth it all

Slaves to the hand that feeds

And in tormenting our minds

We are crawling in ruins

Ripped up inside

Pray down on your knees this is the world you find

Fate I have fallen too deep an won’t get out alive

In the end there is no place to hide

I know somehow this is my demise

Fate in these ruins, we’re burning alive

In the ruins where you are defied

Slaves to the hand that feeds

And in tormenting our minds

We are crawling in ruins

Ripped up inside

I’ve seen me insane

I felt my head fall

It took me to bleed

Was it worth it all

Slaves to the hand that feeds

And in tormenting our minds

We are crawling in ruins

Ripped up inside

Pray down on your knees this is the world you find

Fate I have fallen too deep an won’t get out alive

In the end there is no place to hide

I know somehow this is my demise

Preacher

Preacher

In the end there is no place to hide

I know somehow this is my demise