My Final Bullet

(альбом: Epitome Of Torture - 2013)

Can't stand the hopelessness
Cringe at sound of every gun
A single god for all of us
The one you love is gone
What your death is all about
Vicious games of endless fear
We cursed the battled ground
The skies and all between

Salvation in my pious hand
They'll never break my obedience
It's good to have a final bullet
It's not as frantic as it seems
This little lead to set me free
It is my final bullet

My final bullet
My final bullet

A whisper could not louder be
Than a shot into your destiny
It was the daily call to hell
No place for our souls to dwell
Native blood and bravery
Empowered by the sovereign
For those of us who fight the storm
For those the confidence is gone

Salvation in my pious hand
They'll never break my obedience
It's good to have a final bullet
It's not as frantic as it seems
This little lead to set me free
It is my final bullet

My final bullet
My final bullet

The hand that leads my cogitations
Thy will be done
Frozen necrophobia
A predule to the very end

I realized, I'll never die in bed
Got another doom instead
Following the curse of life
The conflagration just behind
My name is carved in a mournful stone
Still before my life is gone
I'll be the last upon this ground
The last who'll spend the killing round

Salvation in my pious hand
They'll never break my obedience
It's good, to have a final bullet
It's not so frantic as it seems
This little lead to set me free
It is my final bullet

My final bullet
My final bullet

Thy will be done
Thy will be done
Thy will be done
Thy will be done