paroles de chanson Masters of the Flattery - Sons

When the water rose above my knees, I took my flesh and I threw it to the sea
My darling I'm drowning in
Disbelief
Fire and brimstone is what they preached to me, but I see the fire they couldn't reach
With their
Hands outstretched every one of them was making amends with God, but the fire wasn't hot enough and now
You're burning alive
Get your kicks while you can
We are the masters of the flattery for every man
Handing habits to the free and taking all that we can
I can't believe in this, not even if I try as hard as I
Can
I'll be the judge of who's wrong and who's right and who's rightfully damned
Don't play me like a
MEmber of your congregation
You're just as crooked as this "
Christian" nation
Wait I have made a mistake
Take me back for Heaven's sake
I have found myself alone
Grace, you have made me a saint
How could you not know my name?
I was lied to all along