Текст песни Seventh Sacrement - My Ruin

I'm sick to death of people trying to fit in
Commercialized into meaningless trends
The politics and the making amends
That's why I've got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

I can't stand another counterfeit band
Homogenized and painfully bland
The kissing ass and the shaking of hands
That's why I've got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

The seventh sacrament – Body and blood
The seventh sacrament – Art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament – Flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament is setting us free

January screams bring back old memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

The seventh sacrament – The body and blood
The seventh sacrament – The art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament – The flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament will set us free