Saintanist
Black vested skin, pure one free of sin
Scratch the surface, disgusting what's behind
Scars so deep, open eyes still can not see
Minutes in hell, in lord's house they feel pain
Denying truth, trivializing the act of doom
A glorious life while children can't stop to cry
Saintanist, morbid minds, a holy robe, father of lust, betrayer of love
Saintanist, licence to preach, desire to hurt, father of lust, betrayer of love
No protecting hand, just a tool of reign
Awe full to yourself's what waits for you?
They demonize all those things, they should do reaving, raping purity of children's souls
Don't fear the consequence of the things you do
An almighty institution hushes up
One more time in the chamber, one more life that falls into endless faint
His hand of doom, a lifetime gloom, caning with lust, purity filled with dust
Hoping eternal hell waits for you, no paradise in that you are believing through