Текст песни Final Prayer - Guilt Trip

We are your stepping stone,
The barrier right in your way
We'll push ourselves over the edge
We won't die in vain

This fucking world's too cold
There's nothing left to hold

Rise above - in these times
Rise above - time to rise

We are your final prayer,
Your coffins' last nail
We are the endless guilt-trip,
That will make you fail

This fucking world's too cold
There's nothing left to hold

Rise above - in these times
Rise above - time to rise