Tyrant Too Late To Pray
I was riding my bike about a hundred and ten When suddenly the lights went out I heard the demons laugh and the victims cry In the name of God, let me out! It didn't take me long to realize Just where the hell I was When Satan yelled turn up the fire I wished I was a better man cuz
It's too late to pray
The pain, the pain, the inescapable pain The smell of burning flesh and bone Is driving me insane In hell there are no flames You burn from within Strapped to the altar The black mass begins
It's too late to pray
I was riding my bike about a hundred and ten When suddenly the lights went out I heard the demons laugh and the victims cry In the name of God, let me out! In the funeral fire, you will see my eyes Demons eat my rotting flesh, I suffer from within
It's too late to pray
