Saintanist Lyrics

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 сrу 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