Letra de Sermons on ending times

Let´s stop preteding you and I
this war is all we care
I should have known you´d betray
Your soul

Listen to my words
As I lay here to die
Listen to my words
As I lay here dying
I lay here dying!!

If there´s one way to get out I´ll find you
If there´s truth in your tears I´ll reach you
This not will pump blood in thw veins of this city

Makes easier going to hell when you know that
You don´t belong omong the rats, but you get
harder to burn and when you finally consume
you smell like flowers and not pig slime

Listen to my words
As I lay here to die
Listen to my words
As I lay here dying
I lay here dying!!

If there´s one way to get out I´ll find you
If there´s truth in your tears I´ll reach you
This not will pump blood in thw veins of this city (X2)

"Pray"
And I believe that
The word will save your soul...
The end is near...
Be silent and listen to the door..

Some people say when they lock him up
A dark cloud stood grieving in the skies
Some say it´s not natural for a cloud
To groan and growl

They say she couldn´t take it
He knows she couldn´t handle it
And that cloud hasn´t stop
Striking lightning since he found out
And that cloud hasn´t stop
Striking lightning since he found out