Cvlt of Death Lyrics

Ill take my gun

Can hear me?

Cant feel my heart

Im tired

My fear has gone

Im sick, sick

Ill take my gun

To scape, scape

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical

I feel like a storm of metal

I hear that clock

Is ending

I hear that voice

In my head

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical

God save the sinners

Not me, youre falling

And the rest of your body

Becomes now mechanical