Letra da Música Futile Prayers de Viatrophy

A life lived in fear of final judgement
End of days
Grasping on to futile prayers
This paranoia hanging over you
It weeps from every pore
You'll feel it in your every move
Your every step watched over, unreachable freedom
Your savior yet to show his face
Should he decide my fate?
Conquering the world, a mission so vain [x2]
The crisp air pounds my skin
My eyes and senses open in defiance
You're sedated by false promises offering hope
This misery created by your belief
The darkness of this world mists his perfect bliss

Pray for me [x2]

Lead the beast to rest
repent his sins
Carry your filth to the heavens, while I cleanse in hell [x2]

Conscience my only guidance, my only savior
Does it take a holy man to rest?
Conscience my only guidance, my only savior
A thousand souls erased in your name

Pray for me [x2]

Lead the beast to rest
repent his sins
Carry your filth to the heavens, while I cleanse in hell