Paroles de The Sentinel

At the window he sits Majestic-like on his throne Evil man with bestial sins Of unorthodox trials The gatekeeper, the gatewatcher None shall pass His wrath is one that brings asunder The poor Priest, sacrifice pure deranged blood Of the unwanted mutant Here sits the watcher, the one who determines All vile shall enter The emporium of horrific torture Till no more shall the Evil One judge Let him be judged And impaled on the Spikes of Satan