Mark of the Sphinx - Sons of dust

Set down, set down on your knees
Face of, face of all your fears
Spit of, spit of all your lies
Time comes, time comes, time comes to kill!
Born in filth
Wasted life
Torn by fear
Fallen Christ

Sons of Dust
It's time to rise!
From your grave, rage is calling
It's in decay they dragged your name
Cut your wounds and make them scream!

Born in fear
Torn by life
Let down, let down all your needs
Break of, break of with your dreams
Get back, get back in real life
Time comes, time comes, time comes to kill!
Fallen dreams
Wasted times

Sons of Dust
It's time to rise!
From your grave, rage is calling
It's in decay they dragged your name
Cut your wounds and make them scream!
Sons of Dust
It's time to rise!
From your grave, rage is calling
It's in decay they dragged your name
Cut your wounds and make them scream!

Bring back to life
The nerves on fire
Blood of Christ
Now it's clear
My heart is beating for the night
Give up, give up all your tears
Disgust is all what you feel
Snatch off, snatch off all your ties
Time comes, time comes, time comes to kill!

Sons of Dust
It's time to rise!
From your grave, rage is calling
It's in decay they dragged your name
Cut your wounds and make them scream!

Written by:
Jerome Crosse

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