Crawling Low and Eating Dust от Amenra / The Black Heart Rebellion

Oh sinnerman, you nesteld quit deep into my chest And I have grown close to you, for better or for worse. Sinnerman, sinnerman Oh sinnerman, I know all that roams must come home But why am I still feeding on the serpents that you bear Sinnerman, sinnerman Why am I still kneeling for the cross that I wear Why am I still feeding on the serpents that you bear Sinnerman I grew cold to you