Текст песни Children of Wrath - Impending Doom

Take a bite of the sickness (sickness) and feel the rush of your desire
When you act upon your urges (urges), so begins a period of decent. Deception

I am a tainted man with a wretched mind, I am ashamed of myself again and again
I don't need another pointed finger, I don't want to hide, just find myself
I come to you filthy
Take a bite of the sickness and feel the rush
Save me, save me, save me, because I can't save myself

I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT! The world doesn't need any more fakes

I have committed cosmic plagiarism,
I was a self proclaimed god, a mirror image of a cheap imitation
Those we thought were on top, quickly fall to the bottom when judgment drops
In death shame fills the black and immortal soul. We were never meant to save ourselves

I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT! The world doesn't need any more fakes

So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me...
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me.