| Cold blooded murder this is
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| The burning will was not our choice
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| Scared eyes are staring at the sickness
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| Raped bodies will never be buried
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| Our children were slaughtered
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| By the holy might
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| We all live like beasts in the field
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| When your skull is crushed
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| He smiles with joy…
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| God will dance on your grave
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| He’ll dance on your grave
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| And spit on your stone
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| Preachers of holiness
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| Believe in the innocence of God
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| We’re hatred and born to bleed
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| Shall we survive in hell or commit suicide?
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| Before my eyes all shall die
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| But the preachers are hiding
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| Behind the walls of stone
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| Immortal death lives inside
|
| Cold blooded murder this is
|
| The burning will was not our choice
|
| Scared eyes are staring at the sickness
|
| Raped bodies will never be buried
|
| Our children were slaughtered
|
| By the holy might
|
| We all live like beasts in the field
|
| When your skull is crushed
|
| He smiles with joy…
|
| God will dance on your grave
|
| Indemnity is lost
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| In this world of beasts
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| Lay down and face the doom
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| In these black hating eyes
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| …my eyes!
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| Preachers of holiness
|
| Believe in the innocence of God
|
| We’re hatred and born to bleed
|
| Shall we survive in hell or commit suicide?
|
| Before my eyes all shall die
|
| But the preachers are hiding
|
| Behind the walls of stone
|
| Immortal death lives inside |