Whitechapel — Father Of Lies

Текст песни: Father Of Lies

[Verse 1]
Tell me all the things you want, I shall prove myself among the wise
I have failed you, grant my wish, I beg of thee
For I have done all the deeds you have asked of me
That whimpering, wretched whore who birthed your adversary
I retrieved her head and mutilated every last remain
The blood of the innocent I have spread with no fucking remorse
How dare you interfere, my monumental wake
Forever keep these words from my mouth

[Chorus]
I will become the father of lies
Oh, the father of lies
I will become the father of lies
Oh, the father of lies

[Verse 2]
Holiest of holy, I ensure your crucifixion
Enlighten me, oh, noble one, of your mendacity
Give me the clearest view of your so-called commonwealth
We are your foes, annihilators of the sky

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
Limb from limb, the rites are carved into your forehead
Limb from limb, engorged into your psyche
Limb from limb, I smell the decrepit stench of your demise
Limb from limb, humanity will be destroyed
[Outro]
My procreator, I have warned thee of my prophecy
Until that day, stand your fucking ground
My procreator, stand your fucking ground
My procreator, stand your fucking ground