Murder Sermon Whitechapel (Ft. Vincent Bennett)

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[Intro: Phil Bozeman]
Father, I have sinned
Forgive me for I don't know what do I do
I have become devoid of faith
I am devoid of faith

[Verse 1: Phil Bozeman]
As I mutter these words into his ear
His hypocritical eyes show me the origin of fear
Suddenly it seems he has lost all faith
In the one who's faulty life he helped erase
He tells me that he can make things right
I take his inverted symbol of everlasting life and brand it on his flesh, in between his eyes

[Bridge: Phil Bozeman]
This is a cold-blooded crime
But it just feels so right
The upper hand is mine
And so is his life

[Chorus: Vincent Bennett]
On this cold night, my sermon, be preached before his majesty
Now overthrown to be silenced by violence
This is not the devil's work
This is my murder sermon, proven to be real (Real)