Lyrics Bow Low - Comaniac

Bow Low

Bow to your created god
The ruler of the earth
Who‘s hidden and begotten without birth
Grown in their deserted swamp
Prefabricated blank
It’s medication for the scum and crank
Released from agony
Their munitions never blow
Prenatal chemistry
Initiation blanches you so
Fall into serenity
Conduct a lie stillborn
Tell me how can pray after you mourned
Bow low to their gods, the strong kneels too
To borrow my own soul cause good men never steal
Bow low
Hide behind your unseen mask
When irruption takes
You by surprise, your loyalty just fades
Whoever wants to be free from sin
Has to live and die by my rules
There is no tolerance against any kind of competitors
Then I’ll reveal my eternal grace
Deceive your guide let darkness in and turn your back on the light
Seduced with words from your martyrs tongue
The blinds will unite
Together we march for the lost and bring doom over their lands
Harvest of hate does wither the past
The cursed die by our hands