t you never ask the reason why bad world american sad world l'american hold me and never come again in the bad new world ain't no wages of sin enter
[Music: Christopher Amott/Michael Amott] [Lyrics: Angela Gossow] Dark thoughts rise up Deep in your mind The killing of hope The end has begun The
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Michael Amott] Dark shadows from above Ravens fly, obliterate the sun "It's a sign of the devil. He
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Angela Gossow/Michael Amott] I am hunting for your soul It dwells within your heart I lacerate the
[Music: Michael Amott/Sharlee D'Angelo/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Michael Amott] Meet your maker Rising from the ashes Like a phoenix to the sky So
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Michael Amott] You can't kill me. I am living inside you. I am a part of your existence Twisted thoughts
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Michael Amott] Weaving a web - of lies and deceit It's a dangerous game - we play All this time -
and writhe in ecstasy Love will turn to hate Heat will turn to ice There is nothing in between The first deadly sin Ancient taboo takes control The
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Lyrics: Michael Amott] Sands of time Running through my fingers My life slipping away And I feel nothing Swallow
[Music: Christopher Amott/Michael Amott] [Lyrics: Daniel Erlandsson/Michael Amott] [Lead - Christopher] At the mercy of our conscience Confined within
[Music: Michael Amott/Christopher Amott] [Instrumental] [Lead guitar: Michael] [Clean guitar: Christopher]
I leave the anguish behind Scars are healing - I am set free The chains of guilt are in the past They no longer have a hold on me Dead bury their dead
I am forced to creep down the path Of my sad and senseless life Darkness surrounds me At the end of teh tunnel there is no light A blackened void, nothingness
people snatch what they can (And some give it) It's not how you play the game (It's how much you win) Fuck the wages of sin, we gon' hustle (We don't
codes that are presumed Unthinkable? Inconceivable? Cower in a corner and keep the heresy stowed Freedom is the wage of sin No universal (theoretical
Wages of sin, you keep me paying Wages of sin for wrongs that I've done Wages of sin, you keep me paying Wages of sin, one by one Rosie: I walk in the
come in, time to pay up, motherfuckers These are the wages of sin... Yo, Vell, tell these niggas what the wages of sin is out here in Oaktown... 69
re gonna die We haven't received the call we haven't heard nothing yet the priest is here to give you your last rites The wages of sin is death (my son