Holy Army
The army of god
Marching on
True of will
faith made strong
Slaughter those made unholy
Watch them burn with sombre glory
Look upon all we've done
we slit the throats of heathen scum
we slid the knife in, and watched it turn
Rejoice!
god's will has been observed
We are the holy ones
We are the army of the one
Bow to the might of our lord
Or die upon the sword
No mercy shall be shown
heretic scum!
No blade shall be denied
she thirsts for blood!
No child spared, nor women saved
repent!
or be slain....
We are the holy ones
We are the army of the one
Bow to the might of our lord
Or die, upon the sword
We are the holy ones
We are the army of the one
Bow to the might of our lord
Or die upon the sword
No mercy shall be shown
heretic scum!
No blade shall be denied
she thirsts for blood!
No child spared, nor women saved
repent!
or be slain...
in the heavens above
the all-seeing god
Takes his place on his throne
Bloodied with the stain
Countless victims
Killed in his name...
We are the holy ones
We are the army of the one
Bow to the might of our lord
Or die, upon the sword
We are the holy ones
We are the army of the one
Bow to the might of our lord
Or die upon the sword
Copyright © Frederick Naish | Year Posted 2025
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