The Desecrator

Album cover art for "The Desecrator" by Fit for an Autopsy & Tim Williams (Vocalist)

Fit for an Autopsy & Tim Williams (Vocalist) - Rock, USA

The Desecrator

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Forgive me father for I have sinned Taken the life of a man who stole the innocence from the unprotected A storm of light, a jarring revelation A right of passage, justified fucking bloodshed No forgiveness, heaven denied No restitution, rightful conviction Hell embraces the patron saint with all its wrath Distorting the lines of your selfish redemption To exalt your final resting place in heaven Lecherous impurity, the towers of the holy conceal their ill intentions The godless apostle trembles in the wake of the coming fire The stones of the great hall crumbling will forever echo with the choirs of the fallen man Soaked in the lies The blood of the divine Flowing like rivers, in waves of soiled wines Crushed by the tide The blood of the divine rains down on chapels built to fall by design Forgive me father, I seek no atonement No sympathy for a man who stands as a burning effigy of betrayal A storm of light, a jarring revelation A right of passage Justified fucking bloodshed No forgiveness heaven denied No restitution, rightful conviction Hell embraces the patron saint with all its wrath Soaked in the lies The blood of the divine Flowing like rivers, in waves of soiled wines A man with no masters I won't bow down to a false architect I'll never kneel beneath your feet Paralyzed by the torment Followers of faith stand drenched in sin Justified fucking bloodshed No forgiveness Heaven denied Justified fucking bloodshed No redemption, no forgiveness, heaven denied

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  • Will Putney