Track 3
Murder
Lyrics
Feels like suicide salt to the wounds of pain
Pray for a miracle while you are going insane
Carved like a lover's decadent stare
Keep going back to the temptation in the air
Wash away his touch, enemy inside
The Lord will come to her, find the reason to justify
Virtue is swollen, the night is spent and down
She's so sure of herself she'll stare into the sun
Wake up in the morning take a deep breath
There's no smell of roses, just the scent of death
Life's intoxicating like street confetti red
Can't start believing with so many voices in your head
Pray for a miracle while you are going insane
Carved like a lover's decadent stare
Keep going back to the temptation in the air
Wash away his touch, enemy inside
The Lord will come to her, find the reason to justify
Virtue is swollen, the night is spent and down
She's so sure of herself she'll stare into the sun
Wake up in the morning take a deep breath
There's no smell of roses, just the scent of death
Life's intoxicating like street confetti red
Can't start believing with so many voices in your head
About the Band
BrideBride is a legendary Christian hard rock and heavy metal band formed in 1983 in Louisville, Kentucky, by brothers Dale and Troy Thompson. Known for their musical versatility and powerful lyrics, they are pioneers of Christian metal, achieving massive success with classic albums like "Snakes in the Playground". With a huge global fanbase, particularly in Brazil, Bride has won multiple Dove Awards and remains a highly influential and historical icon in the Christian rock scene.
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