Whitechapel - Prayer of Mockery lyrics

[Whitechapel - Prayer of Mockery lyrics]

Open up your eyes
Prove the point that is sworn to me
Even blind ones see through your story
Begin on me, oh, mighty one
Destroy me with the powers that be
I'm still standing here
My heart still beats a million strong
I'm calling you out
Prove to your followers that you exist

Bring down your fury like
The scriptures document judge me
Tell me that I am not worthy for you
Bring down your fury like
The scriptures document judge me
Tell me that I am not worthy for you

Rid me from this hell you've created
And wipe my slate clean
Blind me with your light as though
You never wanted me to see
Still I find myself waiting for
The answers to come
My patience is wearing thin once again

Wipe my slate clean wipe my slate clean
Wipe my slate clean

When the trumpet sounds your
So-called second coming
Am I supposed to be trembling in fear?

Wipe my slate clean wipe my slate clean

Wipe my slate clean thou shalt not bear
False witness

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