Armed with his Crucifix and a pocket full of lead.
he kills the demons in a mind all full of dread
Deadly Disciples, and all their sins.
Sit and listen to the war they never win.
I pray for you inside.
Their sins they cannot hide.
Wont be the same no more.
I wont fight your holy war.
You blame the nation for your world so full of dread.
then take donations for the lies that you just said.
evil blasphemer's upon your face.
losing all of the winners in the graves
Their silent in their stand
confess and you might win.
Won't be the same no more.
I wont fight your holy war.
What we're living for..
Their shining faces and their angels full of lies
they keep the people under wraps from you and I
Dream or fantasy. Won't ever let you be.
There are places you can't hide.
I see them in your head.
screams of life you know I'm there.
Don't wanna face no more... I can't fight your
Holy war. .
