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Gods Holy War
Oh! Sleep come claim me for thine own My mind it wanders far and deep To distant lands and shores unknown Far beyond this castle keep To fight for God on land and tide To make the heathen understand My kindred brethren at my side A christian vow a sword in hand Their foreign tongues and ritual chants Oh! Lord they know not what they do Forgive them Lord their ignorance Their demi-gods they falsely woo God grant me strength to bare the proof From those that practice to deceive Sins of the flesh and cloven hoof Oh! What a tangled web they weave 'Tis only death and death alone Will cleanse the soul and purge the mind As rabid dogs tear flesh from bone The will of God his axe they grind The Devils work must ne'er be done Cross not our path nor bar our way The Lord our God thy will be done The Judas tree will rock and sway No equal nowhere on this earth Cruel deeds to shame Marquis De Sade Whilst crimson tides iinfuse the dirt Our just and holy Lords crusade For Hell i've seen and made my own Grant me my Lord my endless sleep What devils deeds and seeds we've sown In Christs own name how he must weep
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