Touch of Filth - Criminal

Ancient gos demonized

Hope replaced by fear

Craving for power unfulfilled

The world on bended knees

Blood-stained stone church of hate

Knowledge oblitterated

Burnt flesh, peeled off skin

Hell on earth you bring

The curse on your hands

The faith to kill

Because all you touch

Turns into filth

Centuries in the dark

The scars you left won’t heal

A rotten soul infects your breath

Your holy rubbish stinks

Buried deep lies the truth

Hidden, unrevealed

From holy smoke a cloud of white sinister puppet rise