Текст песни The Funeral Portrait - Holy Water (feat. Ivan Moody of Five Finger Death Punch)
I traded my name to indulge a snake
So I ran free and broke a leg but I
Felt free enough to rule the world
One time
Buried, I'll sleep in a bag of bones
No, Momma don't think I'll be coming home
Cause I woke up so I could rule the world
One time
Bow Down
To the church and the sinner with a song stuck in your head
They're holding your holy water
Now
I'm the priest and a prayer armed like a savior
Dressed like I'm holding
Holding, your holy water
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
Traded my soul to a wealthy man
So I don't have to work again
He said, "What's my price to rule the world?"
One time
Bow down
To the church and the sinner with a song stuck in your head
They're holding your holding water
Now
I'm the priest and a prayer armed like a savior
Dressed like I'm holding
Holding, your holy water
Consume the newest muse (Holding your holy water)
(We roll the dice for sacrifice tonight)
You, the now, and the truth (Holding your holy water)
We roll the dice for sacrifice tonight
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
I traded my name to indulge a snake
So I ran free and broke a leg but I
Felt free enough to rule the world
One time
Bow down
To the church and the sinner with a song stuck in your head
They're holding your holy water
Now
I'm the priest and a prayer armed like a savior
Dressed like I'm holding
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
Holding your holy water
