Hollow promises
Written down by devoted men
Servants of crescent and cross
Are spreading the pestilence
Traditions handed down
From father to son
Inquisitor, crusader, heretic
How far have we come
Deus Lo Vult
Hollow promises
Written down by devoted men
Servants of crescent and cross
Are spreading the pestilence
Traditions handed down
From father to son
Inquisitor, crusader, heretic
How far have we come
Columns of smoke against the sky
No more screams a heavy silence
The smell of burning flesh
A worthy sacrifice
Whatever they promised you
Believe me we will die together
Whatever they promised you
Believe me we will die together
The smell of burning flesh
A worthy sacrifice
Do you regret
When you realise
Do you regret
You fell for their lies
Do you regret
Some thousand people died
Do you regret
You f*ckin imbecile
Raped, crucified, slaughtered, dehumanised
Raped, crucified, slaughtered, dehumanised