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Sakrah - Saint Of Killers Lyrics

Late night when I heard the inmate says
Telling tales of his youth, gone far away
Spooky stories pass from father to son
This fearful saint, the way he became known

Heartless, desire to kill
Colts made in hell
Tomb under a hill, death at God's will
Gunslinger in black

Save my soul, spare my life
Cause there's no prayer
For the saint of killers

Countdown the days, the murderer says
Last meal to savor, confessioned sins
He waits for the saint, to reap his soul
Even killers need some hope on death row

The wrath of heaven is coming down on earth
Trench coat, boots and hat, the saint comes in black