Savior To None... Failure For All... Lyrics - Vital Remains

Malignant seed... Flourish within 

Awake and breate...The scourge of blasphemy 

Engulfed in frenzy...True hate ignited 

Ablaze...Our world is born from the ashes of heaven 

Destroy the words of the almighty 

Burn the pages of the gospel 

Now I've seen the truth in my own 

His words are not my own 

Coward...Would be his name 

Weak... Would be his frame 

His followers shall be the same 

Mock the god-loving whore 

Upon the shores of eternal peace 

The bloodwar crushes your sactity 

The bloodshed shall never cease 

Your lord...Jesus Christ 

Your lord...Born of sin 

Your lord...The veil of hope 

God's will... so shall you suffer divine 

Upon the shores of eternal peace 

The bloodwar crushes your sactity 

The bloodshed shall never cease 

Your lord...Jesus Christ 

Your lord...Born of sin 

Your lord...The veil of hope 

God's will... so shall you suffer divine 

Savior To None... Failure For All 

Savior To None... Failure For All 

Savior To None... Failure For All 

Savior To None... Failure For All 

His flesh upon the oak 

Nailed and soiled with shit 

To worship such fraility 

Is the mirror of yourself 

Us amongst the sheep 

As sheep you are 

Wander to the pyres we've prepared 

Malignant seed... Flourish within 

Awake and breate...The scourge of blasphemy 

Engulfed in frenzy...True hate ignited 

Ablaze... 

Serenade your children to sleep 

For they are now dying before you 

Realize the truth as you begin to burn 

Your lord...Jesus Christ 

Saviour to none...Failure for all 

Coward...Would be his name 

Weak... Would be his frame 

His followers shall be the same 

Mock the god-loving whore 

Destroy the words of the almighty 

Burn the pages of the gospel 

Now I've seen the truth in my own 

His words are not my own 

Your lord...Jesus Christ 

Your lord...Born of sin 

Your lord...The veil of hope 

God's will... so shall you suffer divine 

Your lord...Jesus Christ 

Your lord...Born of sin 

Your lord...The veil of hope 

God's will... so shall you suffer divine 

His flesh upon the oak 

Nailed and soiled with shit 

To worship such fraility 

Is the mirror of yourself 

Us amongst the sheep 

As sheep you are 

Wander to the pyres we've prepared 

Burn...