Testo Strays - ivycomb feat. Stephanafro
Testo della canzone Strays (ivycomb feat. Stephanafro), tratta dall'album Raised by Aliens
I'm speaking in tongues to a brand new generation
Of lost broken souls and believers
So, join me in mourning as we cut off all our
Lifelines, lifelines, lifelines, lifelines
I'm building a church from the pillars of your fear
So breathe in the dread, I'll be your lovely puppeteer
It's a cult of disease and you've been chosen for the
Front line, front line, front line, front line
So gather 'round me on your knees
We'll worship fear, rot, and disease
Trade out your mask for rosaries
A cult of strays, if you so please
From ash to cash, from dust to lust
Let there be light, so light it up
An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth
Come fill your head in with lies, there's no more room for the truth
Do you think this is a game? Cause it sure is for me
How many sickly sinners can I claim with just a screen?
Hand on over all your thoughts, and give them to me
Give up your hopeless friends, and give up on your family
If they can't learn to pray, to my
Lovely cult of strays, you'll find
You'll have to learn to say, goodbye
It's time to walk away, divide
Confusion sets me free
Insanity's the key
In a stray society
The only plague you'll spread is
ME
I'm scratching at the corners, of your broken mind
What's that?
The sound of you confessing, that I've made you mine
Sit back
Observe a ceremony of unholy matrimony
Lies and disguise, bathe in demise, baptize
Eyes on the prize, roll out the die... snake eyes
Fill ya plate, I'll satiate it
No need to complicate it
In this temple of corruption
I seek to sow destruction
I'll hold a vigil for the father, son, and holy spirit
And raise a glass to fodder, scum, and unholy demerits
Communion of starvation
A sip of isolation
Bread of disinformation
A feast across the nation
So gather 'round me on your knees
We'll worship fear, rot, and disease
Trade out your mask for rosaries
A cult of strays, if you so please
From ash to cash, from dust to lust
Let there be light, so light it up
An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth
Come fill your head in with lies, there's no more room for the truth
If you can learn to pray, to my
Lovely cult of strays, you'll find
A perfect place to stay, beside
Me and my cult of strays, inside
Credits
Writer(s): Vivian Graves
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