Letra de Providence

They walk the earth among the mortals The lords of all creation, their healing hands promise redemption for our transgressions Shunned, the outcasts who disbelieve From their secret palaces, ethereal and serene Painted with the blood of Christ, built on the backs of the deceived Bought with the sins of humanity The troops mass at the golden gates At war with an antichrist to reach a fabled afterlife Seperatists with weaponized faith on the path to dominate Hate-filled are their diatribes to stir the rage they feel inside Onward Christian soldiers, march the darkened path to righteousness Sociopaths with unchecked ambition on a crusade to indoctrinate With twisted words devoid of meaning, with one truth to sustain a myriad lies Cathedral bells ring to welcome the conquering kings Blurring the line between artifice and reality They walk the earth alone The lords of nothing Their withered hands promise deception and damnation