Sacred Rite - The Last Rites Lyrics

Shot down in cold blood

Cold blood in the rain

Bullets of anger, bullets of pain

Killed without reason

Waste without cause

Now is the season, the season of loss



Welcome the darkness

Welcome the night

Pray for your soul

Pray the Last Rites



Murdered for ransom of vengance and hate

Dreams to fulfill, but now it's too late

Sirens and madness

Confusion and fear

The past is forgotten, the future is clear...



There's a place, not far from here, where the dead sing out in fear

Take my hand, I'll lead the way

Hell has time for those who stray

Now it's time for you to know

'Cause you've got nothing, not a reason left to show

Choose your path o'er yonder hill, you know the one

Live in darkness all your life

Never see the Son



Pray for your Last Rites