Prayer Of Mockery (исполнитель: Whitechapel)

Open 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
My patience is wearing thin once again

Wipe my slate clean
Wipe my slate clean
Wipe my slate clean

When the [bad word] sounds your so called [bad word] 
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
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