Cruscified by your own mistakes
Condemned by your own weakness
I can't see on it anything like savior
You are nothing but a Jewish myth
A myth that make this followers as
weak as you were

Slaves of servitude
Raise your hands That's the best you can do
There will be two thousand more
years of weakness
The weakness that keep passing
through generations

Poor lambs
They live to exalt the power of light
But they don't realize they are living
In the most absolute darkness

They can't see that their war
Is to the abbatoir

You're are really nothing more than
Miserable Lambs
Slaves of the hippie jew
Is this your savior?
Legends and myths fall

Your story has never been more
than a Jewish tale
A tale that is still supplying
The needs of this people
"chosen" by this
Weak and impotent jehovah

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