Children born and raised on a Sunday Hearing what their leaders say singing along A story missing to the ones who won't listen All the words are left alone But I've been running out Fighting to stay above the line and I can feel the Devil is close It's gonna follow me down It's gonna follow me down Last rites in a lost city I can't fight for a life I've never known Dark lights giving no pity Last rites for a place I call my home Fear is in the war for society Hungry for the heresy Never atone A spark that glistens for the souls of a mission Canonize this pile of stones But I'm rebelling now Fighting to save my only life and I can feel the rapture is close It's gonna follow me down It's gonna follow me down Last rites in a lost city I can't fight for a life I've never known Dark lights giving no pity Last rites for a place I call my home Sanctus Dominus I am left alone