Amongst The Masses Lyrics - Singles - Saint Avarice

Hundreds of eyes peering at those who will stand and fight 

A means to despise 

To cradle a fist at the brim of your jaw 

Head on towards a fist 

Struck down with one blow 

They have you surrounded 

Between heaven and hell 

Lies a core underrated 

Your blood stains on his crown 

Your blood drips down his mouth 

Suffer a fate worse than life 

Never a fate worse than life 

Go serve your god well 

Be sure not to fail or be destined to fall 

Your blood runs down his hands 

Your blood drips down his pants 

Suffer a fate worse than life 

Never a fate worse than life 

Shot through the sky 

Tearing apart at the clouds in our way 

A religious fight 

A chance to discover who you really are 

Be sure not to fail this time 

Your blood won't buy you out 

Your blood will strip you down 

Suffer a fate worse than life 

Never a fate worse than life