They laughed at their gods And fought them in vain So he turned his back on them And left them in pain Now here come the saints With their banners held high Each one of them martyrs Quite willing to die
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
Cover your fists Razor your spears It's been our possession For 8,000 years Fetch the scream eagles Unleash the wild cats Set loose the king cobras And blood sucking bats
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
We are saints In hell We are saints In hell We're going down Into the fire We're going down Into the fire
The streets run with blood from the mass mutilation As carnage took toll for the bell
Abattoir, abattoir, mon dieu quelle horreur For a time is was like second hell
Saints in hell Saints in hell
The battle is over, the saints are alive How can we all thank you, we felt so despised
Saints in hell Saints in hell Saints in hell Saints in hell Saints in hell Saints in hell
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