My Ruin - Heretic Dreams paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Heretic Dreams - My Ruin



Myths are flowers of imagination
They grow freely fed by mystery
Watered by our hopes and faith in metaphor
Dressed up in the truth
They beautifully adorn
Gardens of our minds reborn
Resurrected from the past we left behind
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed... that strangles reason
Blood is beauty flowing from the veins
Of inspiration to our hearts
Beating as our dreams and real life collide
Decorated in our sins
We shed our skins strengthen our lungs
Breathe and kill the demons with the magic of our tongues
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed... that strangles reason
The image of the lord has been replaced
By a mirror and the Devil′s face
A virtuous heretic shall be saved
Before a wicked Christian preys
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed... that strangles reason
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed... that strangles reason



Writer(s): Beth Tairrie, Murphy Michael Aaron


My Ruin - The Sacred Mood
Album The Sacred Mood
date de sortie
11-06-2013




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