Excommunicated Another holy war The cost of friendship Is this heavy cross I bare until I’m sore? Don’t find it necessary to show my piety These are the end of days no solace in this city
In a world that makes me sick I will be your heretic In a world that makes me sick I will be your heretic
I split my lip They cut their teeth Sometimes silence is A perfect scream Don’t ask why this stone is in my hand Won’t be seeing you again my friend
Excommunicated Another holy war Los Angeles is just a heavy dose Of all that I deplore The shine has left me With no remorse or love And all the soarings of my mind Begin within my blood In a world that’s filled with faith You can’t take my blasphemy In a world that’s filled with faith You can’t take my blasphemy
I split my lip They cut their teeth Sometimes silence is A perfect scream Don’t ask why this stone is in my hand Won’t be seeing you again my friend
This is the story of brothers with dirty faces A city filled with angels liars and betrayers This is a requiem for a friend and born of hate A walk down memory lane that took it all away