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Evildead - Holy Trails

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Tied to a stake, purity through fire
A blessing from the Church,
Admit to sin,
Alchemist to the cross
they hang above your head,
Accused of witchcraft, for making metal
It`s time to burn,
Hell on Earth, a second birth
An Age of pain.
Lapsing into time, gazing on an age,
Of confusion with no solutions,
Call on the Inquisitor for confessions of a witch,
A reign of horror with no tomorrow,
Informers twisting lies to inherit the estate,
Evil vices for a gain,
Bring on the torturer and his tools of the trade,
The thumbscrew speaks the truth.
Casting spells - unknown chants
with possessed burning eyes,
Demonic action-witches brew
accuser feeding lies,
On the stake to burn alive see the crowed reject your kind,
Down below no repentance, excommunication is your prize.

[Lead: Gonzales]

Run down, laying low, aching muscles, tension full,
Praying for death!
Broken bones, ripping flesh, you`ve become a bloody mess,
When will it end?
Going slow, felling pain, wondering "Why me?"
A living nightmare!
Frustration, denomination,
it`s time to meet your maker.
UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...The Churches evil plot, perverted, demented sacred
grounds,
UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...Cathedrals rule on fear. the weak unwillingly give
their lives.

[12 string: Garcia]
[solo: Gonzales]

Martyr with no cause, submission to your fate,
The magic and the spells, nothing there to gain,
The knowledge you obtained, eternal torment claimed insane!

[solo: Garcia]

For sorcery and witchcraft now you pay in vain,
Your mortal body pressing death,
Judgement made, but who`s insane?
Desecration in the Bishop`s den

[tag solo: Garcia]

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