Fiction Reform
Fiction Reform - Sins Of The Father lyrics
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Sins of the father Holy blessed mother Purity at birth Blood on the roots Dear me, dear me now You gotta face your demons somehow Fear, revere me all those who I've found Driven by blood lust Falsify trust, the unjust Teetering camouflage on a thin cusp Sins of the father Holy blessed mother Purity at birth Blood on the roots Heed the dark passenger A shotgun riding horror Feed the hunger with the taste of murder Kill by heavenly code Lock, stock then an unload Here's a prey that no holy God will swallow Sins of the father Holy blessed mother Purity at birth Blood on the roots