Now that you're here
We'ld like you to stay
In the church of wicked
Surrender, as you may
You can't feel the bliss
If you haven't had it in grey
Can't be a content worshiper
If you haven't ever disobeyed
Offering blood and words
Blaming it all on 'fate'
We gather here every night
In our own realm, outside Heaven's gate
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
Now that you're here
We'ld like you to stay
In the church of wicked
Surrender, as you may
You can't feel the bliss
If you haven't had it in grey
Can't be a content worshiper
If you haven't ever disobeyed
Offering blood and words
Blaming it all on 'fate'
We gather here every night
In our own realm, outside Heaven's gate
