Vulgate - The Sickening Fanatical Mind | Текст песни

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• Vulgate
• The Sickening Fanatical Mind

God has all but forsaken you
I stand here as one
Don’t give pity or sympathy
Care for life, I have none
The way you scurry through your life, it sickens me
Moneys king and greed’s your god
I walk these streets, all I see is tyranny
I see that all hope is gone

You are the a plague on the world, a sickness that cannot be welled
The darkness that covers your souls, for forgiveness your lives are the toll
The demons that are plaguing the earth, will fall at out saviours rebirth
Angels are watching the world, but won’t answer your prayers or your yells

In the name of Christ, you will pay
No sinner, will be saved
Now I pray, load my gun
Mercy?
(No!)
The devil, walks among us all
You embraced, so now you'll fall
Make the sign of the cross
I’m the hand, of our god!

I will walk into this godly light
I have the sinners in my sight
They'll feel the hand of god’s vengeance wrath,
Gods!

You are the a plague on the world, a sickness that cannot be welled
The darkness that covers your souls, for forgiveness your lives are the toll
The demons that are plaguing the earth will fall at out saviour’s rebirth!