Blood of the Saints (Revengo) - Holy Terror

A frightening scream pierces the night

A deliverance of an oppressive plight

Terror engulfs satanic life

A suffering of eternal strife

Attack is before you, pray a light might guide you

From mortal fear in your life

A stand to fight, no more wrong or right

The accuser will be judged by sanctity

Stricken by the curse of heavenly sin

Legions behold the final day

Allegiance to the end, a blood feast at the hands

That wash themselves of their foretold decay

Laid down to die, martyrs, saints, all will cry

«Save us from this eternal stay»

A call to arms by high command

None will try to make a stand

To battle back the cold caress

Of death possessed by wickedness

Embodied spirits let through the gate

No hope for life scarred by death and hate

No longer are the dogs held bay

A frightening scream pierces the night

A deliverance of an oppressive plight

Terror engulfs satanic life

A suffering of eternal strife

Attack is before you, pray a light might guide you

From mortal fear in your life

A stand to fight, no more wrong or right

The accuser will be judged by sanctity

The blood spilled in vain for the sake of those profane

Deceit, a cursed blinded lies eclipsed by wrath before our eyes

Disease, famine plagues distress, an empty hole awaits the rest

Astral guide in mercy comes