I / Izegrim / The Father, the Son & The Holy President
It has been so obvious so the truth had to come to light Yet there is no turning back, no more veils to hide behind The choice has been made for us to silence Mohammed's word The last crusade of all crusades to have His dominance restored
A pursuit of power and barrels gasoline Impose the right religion or anything in between Incite a cultural conflict, provoke a racial war By making all of us believe How insignificant we are
If His mighty arm demands it The machinery will halt No need to feel sorry After all it's our own fault We swallowed all His fucking lies We thought we knew what it meant To have faith in The Son, The Father And our Holy President
Our faith is not of Jesus, but a greater deity A true faith of the freedoms that He preserves for me
Now His mighty arm demands it All humanity will halt No need to be sorry After all it's our own fault We'll stand by His fucking lies No matter what they meant Now praise The Son, The Father And our Holy President
"Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, Let earth and heaven be the same.
Give us this day your judgment; And reclaim all our debts We could not resist temptation, Now deliver us to evil" Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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