[Lyric] The Saint of Killers (Dope Default)

Seven footer demon
Seven hells' beast
Risen from his slumber
For a killing feast

Gun slinging vengeance
Patron of the kill
Born in the cauldron of hatred
Bowing to its will

Singular desire
By divine decree
Bring the Priest to justice
His power can't be free

Silence the blasphemer
End his vanity
Damn this Wasteland hero
For eternity

For all these ages you been hiding
Both our fates have slowly been deciding
In this holy field to win the war
And see whose glory will be shining
For all these ages you been hiding
Both our fates have slowly been deciding
In this holy field to shed our blood
And see whose glory will be shining