Chelsea Grin - The Second Coming текст песни

No more heroes
No more ties
No more saviors
No more lies
Promise me promise me that with a crown of thorns.

I will be made devine in the eyes of the damned
I, I lead the path unto a blackened world
I drank the blood of the saints
I'm a vessel of unholiness
Vessel of unholiness
I am more than a malignant spirit.

I will spread my plague until the sun blacks out
Promise me, x3
No more heroes.

Promise me
No more saviors
You want a God?
I'll give you something to live for
Promise me that I will be made God.

Promise me,
Feel my hate and sacrifice your entity
No moreties
No more saviors
No more lies.