Saints Without Souls - Gorephilia

Fooled us with your, «coming redemption»

Nothing is what it seems

Your ways no better than ours

Unholy saints without souls

The blinded leading the blind

Empty words full of hollow wisdoms

Answers filled with false promises

Envoys of the grand deceiver

Grand inquisitors of our rotten world

Holders of our cosmic balance

Healers of our plagues, the holy saviors

Those we trusted have brought us to our Doom

Angels of genocide

Storm across the sky

While all the doomed

Search for a reason

Why the heavens

Are black with death

And demons of hell

Roam free among the living

The false prophets have failed us for the last time

We’ll take them down with us all

A bloody mass of selfdestruction

Burning steel against my cold skin

I have flesh eating maggots crawling down my spine

I can feel them squirming deep behind my eyes

We are the holy men weltering in gods vomit

…Death

Only deity we’ll ever see

Dying in agony

No grand finale

Saints are buried alive

And we lay down to die

Only ash and scorched soil

Covering our dead land