send us to die
across the seas
fighting your war
one you'd have us believe
inspire us with fake hope
the truth is you're the antipope
slaughter the hoardes
break through their boards
smash to the holy land
chop off allah's right hand
the blood of the east flows
europe's purse grows
cut out his eyes
move under god's clever guise
holy war, a contradiction
who will give
the holy benediction
break on their land
like water on stone
cut through them
like a blade well honed
down with the scythe
and up with the blade
today we take life
tommorow we live our own
blood runs like water
nothing makes man hotter
than his fervor
what else would inspire
holy mass murder
the Holy See cannot see
this crusade against evil
nothing more
than the pope's feigned zeal