Disciple - The Executioner lyrics
[Disciple - The Executioner lyrics]
I never was the picture of a model son
A crooked criminal they caught
Holding the gun it got so hard to see the
Truth from all the lies
Slowly becoming more and more what I despise
I never should've left my
Foot inside the door
Never content and always
Craving something more
I feel the darkness closing in on every side
It’s time for something deep inside
Of me to die
The executioner puts the cross upon my back
How beautiful, the breath that is my last
Start praying over me last rites
I’m giving up the ghost inside
I’m hanging on the nails I drive
This cross is where I come to die
And I’ve waited so long
This is the hill I’ll die on
Start praying over me last rites
This cross is where I come to die
You’re not allowed to see the
Cards against my chest
I never trust nobody with my wretchedness
So I sit and try to fight this fight alone
I fake allegiance
Can’t decide which side I’m on
So I scream, beat my head against the wall
Forget the walk, can’t even crawl
I abuse the wounds that grace healed
You say you love me but
It’s hard to love myself
Let the hammer swing down i’ve made my peace
Said my goodbyes there’s no eulogies
When this convict dies
My beautiful executioner
I’ve made my peace said my goodbyes
There’s no eulogies when this convict dies
Let the hammer swing down i’ve made my peace
Said my goodbyes there’s no eulogies
This cross is where I come to die
A crooked criminal they caught
Holding the gun it got so hard to see the
Truth from all the lies
Slowly becoming more and more what I despise
I never should've left my
Foot inside the door
Never content and always
Craving something more
I feel the darkness closing in on every side
It’s time for something deep inside
Of me to die
The executioner puts the cross upon my back
How beautiful, the breath that is my last
Start praying over me last rites
I’m giving up the ghost inside
I’m hanging on the nails I drive
This cross is where I come to die
And I’ve waited so long
This is the hill I’ll die on
Start praying over me last rites
This cross is where I come to die
You’re not allowed to see the
Cards against my chest
I never trust nobody with my wretchedness
So I sit and try to fight this fight alone
I fake allegiance
Can’t decide which side I’m on
So I scream, beat my head against the wall
Forget the walk, can’t even crawl
I abuse the wounds that grace healed
You say you love me but
It’s hard to love myself
Let the hammer swing down i’ve made my peace
Said my goodbyes there’s no eulogies
When this convict dies
My beautiful executioner
I’ve made my peace said my goodbyes
There’s no eulogies when this convict dies
Let the hammer swing down i’ve made my peace
Said my goodbyes there’s no eulogies
This cross is where I come to die