Sixteen (Live) Songtext - Demon Hunter

Sixteen (Live) - Demon Hunter

Sixteen, oh, holy day, your time has come and passed
The rapture we've been waiting for has come to us at last
Sixteen for every fake, sixteen to every whore
Wipe that dirt from off your face, sixteen is at your door

Oh, voiceless, wasted
You soaked your heart in gasoline, now light it up and burn

The same cycle ever-turning you is calling, it's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight, it always, it always will

You take the name of love divine and drag it through your blood
Now turn to face what you have made, and mourn what you have done

Oh, voiceless, wasted
You soaked your heart in gasoline, now light it up and burn
Voiceless, wasted
I came this far to drag you down, and watch you take your turn

The same cycle ever-turning you is calling, it's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight, it always, it always will

Farewell to false pretension, farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection, farewell, tomorrow burns
Farewell to false pretension, farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection, farewell, tomorrow burns, burns

The same cycle ever-turning you is calling, it's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight, it always, it always will
The same cycle ever-turning you is calling, it's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight, it always, it always will


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