Manticora - Lost Souls Lyrics
Sinners on their chance to strike. willing to let dieTo reap the harvest of one's work, now it's time to crucifyCrawling under lines of blama, in their hands they've got your fateNow we've lost the game of man, misjudged by laws we hateShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choiceShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choiceLost SoulsHolding on to an illusion based upon a taleThe ladder's leading down to Hell, our souls are now for saleWeak and helpless on our knees we're looking at the skyTime will run, the blood will flow as life is passing byShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choiceShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choiceLost SoulsTruth won't be the same when one is bornThere's no reason in the world, but we are movin' onCursed by the palm of GodBright - hope blinded eyesIf everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawnLost SoulsOne day we will understand there are no winners in this raceCaused by your religion thoughts, we'll vanish without a traceWith one hand on the holy book, you're reaching for a gunPut your hands together, praise the lord for what he has doneShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choiceShout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your patheticShout, let us hear your story, now that we
