Children born and raise on a Sunday. Hearing what their leaders say. Singing along. A story missing to the ones who wont listen. All the words are left alone. but I've been running out fighting to stay above the line. and I can feel the devil is close. It's gonna follow me down. It's gonna follow me down (let it follow). Last rites in a lost city. I can't fight for a life I've never known. Dark lights giving no pity. Last rites for the place I call my home. Fear is in the war for society. Hungry for the heresy. Never atone. A spark that glistens for the. Souls of a mission. Canonize this pile of stones. But I'm rebelling now. fighting to save my only life. I can feel the rapture is close. It's gonna follow me down. It's gonna follow me down (let it follow). Last rites in a lost city. I can't fight for a life I've never known. Dark lights giving no pity. Last rites for a place I call my home. (Woah ah ah woah ah-ah). Place I call my home. (Woah ah ah woah ah-ah). Place I call my home. sanctus dominus I am left alone. Last rites in a lost city. I can't fight for a life I've never known. Dark lights giving no pity. Last rites for a place I call my home. (Woah ah ah woah ah-ah). Place I call my home. (Woah ah ah woah ah-ah). Place I call my home