Vicars Of Fate (Saint)

Life is aborted, truth is distorted, there's rampage heresy Priest in their anger, rulers of danger telling their lies continuously Masters of nighttime corrupt and foul, vicar of Christ is claimed They're self-appointed and self anointed For their mistakes they'll give you the blame All the killing, all the pain What once was does it still remain Unworthy leaders leading the pack Set up the victim for their attack With words of wisdom hard to deny They've failed to see the log in their eye Their truth so deadly, so full of hate They made their own law and sealed their fate This institution it's just a lie These puffed up teachers fall to their pride All the killing, all the pain Dark age prophets they, still remain Can't you see that their road is a dead end? They'll grab your soul, and then try to pull you in They'll set the snare then pull your hair They're rotten to the core Just one escape from hell's own fate You know which way you've got to go Onward to conquest to take the world To rule the nation, swine and their pearl Running all mankind engulfed with fear Deaths to the first one who refuse to hear Raping the women with no sorrow Baring their children world full of woes These evildoers, looking so clean They've made themselves the ultimate Death machine All the killing, all the pain What once was does it still remain All the killing, all the pain Dark age prophets they, still remain