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 Children born and raised on a sunday 
Hearing what their leaders say 
Singing along 
A story missing to the ones who won't listen 
All the words are left alone 
But I've been running out 
Fighting to stay above the line and 
I can feel the devil is close so 
It's gonna follow me down 
It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow!) 
Last rites in a lost city 
I can't fight for a life I've never known 
Dark lights giving no pity 
Last rites for a place I call my home. 
Fear is in the war for society 
Hungry for the heresy 
Never atone 
A spark that glistens for the 
Souls of a mission 
Canonize this pile of stones 
But I'm rebelling now 
Fighting to save my only life and 
I can feel the rapture is close so 
It's gonna follow me down 
It's gonna follow me down (gonna follow!) 
Last rites in a lost city 
I can't fight for a life I've never known 
Dark lights giving no pity 
Last rites for a place I call my home 
For a place I call my home 
For a place I call my home! 
Sanctus 
Dominus 
I am left alone 
Last rites in a lost city 
I can't fight for a life I've never known 
Dark lights giving no pity 
Last rites for a place I call my home 
For a place I call my home 
For a place I call my home! 
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