There are gods There are saints There are those who save Many lives put at risk But there's one saint who can't miss All the pain and the fear Oh how he wishes it still were here Damn a life such as his The life of Saint Avarice Out of 12 apostles There s still one more The 13th soul Out of control His story never told Took what he could Like they knew he would With no mercy left at all He made his way to this very day as the bastard son of God Many lives put at risk But there's one saint who can't miss All the pain and the fear Oh how he wishes it still were here Damn a life such as his The life of Saint Avarice With no patience left and no secrets kept He builds an empire of hate Recruiting all he can From animal to man An army willing to relate He takes the simple minds The ones God left behind And uses them as his sheep And after they all fall and there's none left at all So many souls for him to reap All the pain and the fear Oh how he wishes it still were here Damn a life such as his The life of Saint Avarice Blood of his blood, flesh of his flesh Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh Go, repent now and thou might just be saved There are gods, there are saints There are those who save Many lives put at risk But there's one saint who can't miss All the pain and the fear Oh how he wishes it still were here Damn a life such as his, the life of