Artista: Saint
  Canción: Vicars Of Fate

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 
Setup 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 hells 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