Standing On Satan’s Chest

Who's gonna sing for me?
They took everything from me
Like a mother holding her child in the street
Teardrops moisturize a lifeless face
Tragic, but a way to test your faith, ooh
Standing on Satan's chest
Won't let him take a breath
Those demons aren't your friends
They got fake intentions
The shadows wanna gain my trust
But my faith is a weapon
Angels in my reflection
I need a symphony (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who's gonna sing for me?
They took everything from me
Like a mother holding her child in the street
Teardrops moisturize a lifeless face
Tragic, they can test your faith,
Standing on Satan's chest, standing on Satan's chest
Standing on Satan's chest, standing on Satan's chest
Standing on Satan's chest, standing on Satan's chest
Standing on Satan's chest, standing on Satan's chest