No Rest For the Wicked Songtext
von David Reece
No Rest For the Wicked Songtext
Voices in the shadows, wake up from your sleep
Allusive innuendo silencing your speech
Praying for tomorrow nightmare on repeat
Lost souls keeping tempo, practice what they preach
Just when you think that your souls on the mend
Don′t close the book, another chapter begins
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Pale riding desperado pray your soul to keep
Raiding with bravado stealing your beliefs
Beautiful legato taste so bittersweet
Nothing left to borrow, only play for keeps
Just when you think that your souls on the mend
Don't close the book, another chapter begins
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Until he gets his way
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, ah, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Allusive innuendo silencing your speech
Praying for tomorrow nightmare on repeat
Lost souls keeping tempo, practice what they preach
Just when you think that your souls on the mend
Don′t close the book, another chapter begins
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Pale riding desperado pray your soul to keep
Raiding with bravado stealing your beliefs
Beautiful legato taste so bittersweet
Nothing left to borrow, only play for keeps
Just when you think that your souls on the mend
Don't close the book, another chapter begins
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Until he gets his way
No rest for the wicked disregarding judgment day
Pestilence on full display, ah, spreading like a plague
No rest for the wicked, evil takes no holiday
Erasing words of testament until he gets his way
Writer(s): David Reece, Jonathan Wilde, Niccolo Savinelli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com