L.O.M. - TOO FAR GONE Lyrics

Hymn
Of the holy
The only three
Lay them to rest
Stop this ache in my chest
Pray
As echo hollows
It disappears
I chose this sorrow
I chose this fear
Purify my skin
Oh holy seraphim
The martyr sits on the throne of sin
The burning ones circle the sun and seethe
The God they praise is far from here
Far from the sons, far from home
Too far gone
Gore
And the horror
Chaos I've seen
The sight is divine
Yet endowed in lies
Still
I sit solemn
A heretic
I am the Sodom
I am the filth
Purify my skin
Oh holy seraphim
The martyr sits on the throne of sin
The burning ones circle the sun and seethe
The God they praise is far from here
Far from the sons, far from home
Too far gone