Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Christopher Cordero
Songwriter
Ryan Skelly
Songwriter
Osvil Cisneros Jr.
Songwriter
Matthew Bly
Songwriter
Testi
This is not
Your place to be
Religious sects
prey with greed.
Taking all they can
Reaping rewards
From the average man
Afraid to be left
From the glory
That awaits the end
This is not
Your place to be
Religious sects
prey with greed.
Taking all they can
Reaping rewards
From the average man
Afraid to be left
From the glory
That awaits the end
Try
as you might
You cant
take me under
The following has arrived
I will not fall tonight
My wealth
has
made me
god
All the lies
your eyes seem bright
Drowning in pride
Can’t see the trail
That leaves such a slime
Beating a mask of woe
Molding a future
That cannot be sold
This can’t be
what’s meant for me
I was born to be
Raised to the sky
On the backs
Of fools
For wealth
For fame
This can’t be it
No
This can’t it
You are nothing without me
glory be you'll see
You are nothing without me
glory be you'll see
All the lies
Making the eyes seem bright
Drowning in pride
Can’t see the trail
That leaves such a slime
Beating a mask of woe
Molding a future
That cannot be sold
This can’t be
for me
This
Can not be
The way it ends
I was born to be
Raised to the sky
On the backs
Of fools
For wealth
For fame
This can’t it
No
This can’t be it
Chainsaws rev
Fumes
fill the room
A crowd adorned
Stand in awe
While The bastard screams
You are nothing without me
Glory be you’ll
Things will be right when you see
You are nothing without me
Written by: Jason Christopher Cordero, Matthew Bly, Osvil Cisneros Jr., Ryan Skelly


