The Last Ten Seconds of Life - Bloodlust

Where is all the anger for the ones that abuse the cross
We let them sink their teeth in
And nothing's ever done
Where is the protection
For the defenseless
Trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons
They summon them

We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity, no prayer for the wicked
Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity, no prayer for the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

Where's the fucking outrage?
They should be dragged out into the streets and their heads hung for display
When for years and years
They've created a prison of youth
And there's been nothing done
Nothing done
Nothing fucking done

Evil built upon innocent guilt
A prison of youth
Forever trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons
They summon them

We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity, no prayer for the wicked
Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity, no prayer for the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

No pity
No prayers
Bloodlust
Burn

Written by:
Christian Fisher, John R Centorrino, Wyatt Thurston Mc Laughlin

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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