Letra da Música Promised Land Of Lies de Funeral Age

The pain of martyred dreams is all that remains to be seen
Curse this wretched name to the grave from whence it came

Seizures, the suicidal holy visions
God wept mankind, one nightmare at a time, dead in his sleep
Sow us and so must the harvest be reaped

Aimless, footsteps that led into the blackness
The corpses only want to play, forever and a day
T'was written you would come, the Devil's only son, chosen one

Heaven, the nameless grave forever beckons
Cut yourself and walk with God, His kingdom in the sod
Murderous horizon, the promised land of lies in your eyes

A thousand seas could never bleed enough for me
Torrid winds, still the hatred burns
A thousand lives wash upon a blood red shore
Of endless prayers that do not matter anymore