Born Of A Jackal Lyrics

Lord Vicar Born Of A Jackal

There’s a cross on the top of the mountain, erected by
the hands of fools
Time has come for the Beast to be unleashed; He’s bound
to rule for thousand years
Yet again there are those who oppose him, uplifted by
their iron rules
Holy fathers from the Christian orders living through
their thousand fears

Once he was the most powerful Angel, trusting to inhuman
dreams
Finally he will have his true vengeance; the privileged
and Ardent Son.
Seed was sown in a disgusting union, breeding in unholy
means
Everywhere there are crosses on fire, be awake, the Beast
has come.

Born in a graveyard
Of a torn Jackal
Hail his ancient Guard,
Father fallen from the grace