Song Description
A solid sound - Great Melody and Lyrics.
| Song Length |
4:35 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Gloomy |
Subject |
Judgement |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Narrow minds breed dark and narrow streets
I?m fakin? all the while
They came they ripped and tore them out
The ride to life was all dug out
There?s a sermon preachin? all that?s well
And a sinner rings a bell
Do you believe in the afterlife
Do you believe in Jesus Christ
They hear me talkin? but no one?s listen?
So I?ll be hearin? my own confession
So I?ll be runnin? to my end game
I?ll be home before mornin?
Home I?ll be home before mornin?
Home before mornin?
All this plastic we bend but before we break
All the sensors flash on and on
And new books new creeds and new mighty deeds
Appear from the nameless who plant the seeds
Home is where the soul rests and body sleeps
And the censors are not found
At dawn the nameless will sail away
At dawn the carnage will go astray
They hear me talkin? but no one?s listen?
So I?ll be hearin? my own confession
So I?ll be runnin? to my end game
I?ll be home before mornin?
Home I?ll be home before mornin?
Home before mornin?
Do you believe in the afterlife
Do you believe in Jesus Christ
Did they hear me talkin?
But no one?s listen?
So I?ll be hearing my own confession
So I?ll be runnin? to my end game
I?ll be home before mornin?
Home I?ll be home before mornin?
They hear me talkin? but no one?s listen?
So I?ll be hearin? my own confession
So I?ll be runnin? to my end game
I?ll be home yah I?ll be home
Before mornin?
Before mornin?
Before mornin?