Whitechapel - Prayer Of Mockery lyrics

rate me

pen up your eyes

Prove the point that is sworn to me

Even blind ones see through your story

Begin on me oh mighty one

Destroy me with the powers that be

I'm still standing here

My heart still beats a million strong

I'm calling you out, prove to your followers that you exist

Bring down your fury like the scriptures document

Judge me

Tell me that I am not worthy for you

Bring down your fury like the scriptures document

Judge me

Tell me that I am not worthy for you

Rid me from this hell you've created and wipe my slate clean

Blind me with your light as though you never wanted me to see

Still I find myself waiting for the answers to come

My patience is wearing thin once again

Wipe my slate clean

Wipe my slate clean

Wipe my slate clean

When the trumpet sounds your so called second coming

Am I supposed to be trembling in fear

Wipe my slate clean

Wipe my slate clean

Wipe my slate clean

Thou shalt not bear false witness