Animations - Last Prayer

From DEFINITION OF MAD / 13.01.2026 CDs: https://allegro.pl/uzytkownik/JimiD/sklep https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/animations/definition-of-mad https://open.spotify.com/album/4lXtzpU6JUvH87jQ09oY5o?si=72h5HY3CTHG7s6qK1TFZ2w https://music.apple.com/pl/album/definition-of-mad-ep/1863836234 Animations are: Frantz Wołoch - vocals Bartek Bisaga - bass Kuba Dębski - guitars Kuba Galwas - drums Lyrics by Adam Bisaga For all who touch the lives Of those condemned to die For compassion and respect Appreciation of human life Strengthen our hearts And welcome all deceased Hear our prayer Lord May them all rest in peace You’ll be gone without redemption Damnation of your kind is sealed with apprehension I’m just here performing their will You’re frowned upon and will be gone forever Waiting for the death plough You want to get away now You’re at my mercy till the end I’m the master and the servant My work will never be undone You will repent for all your sins Strapped to the chair Cold metal collar around your head After prayer you’ll meet end There’s no turning back You had your chance to win the trial Waiting for the death plough You want to get away now You’re at my mercy till the end I’m the master and servant My work will never be undone You will repent for all your sins By my hands your life will turn to dust There is no time to think about the past Enjoy your meal as it will be your last It’s time to go Strapped in chair Cold metal collar cuts around your head After prayer you’ll embrace your fate Strapped in chair Cold metal collar cuts around your head After prayer you’ll meet death Cry There’s no turning back from the end It’s time to redeem your fault Can I still be absolved? Thou shall not kill I am only a pawn in this game I’m no one to judge or convict It's the cross for me to bear The father's coming He's approaching this cell He will hear out your sins and silence your fear And what about me? Who's gonna comfort my soul? It's time, it must be done The final has begun The closing dot lands on the page I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone