Burnt Cross - Hate of the Holy | Текст песни

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Dismembered corpses littering the streets
Torn flesh rotting in the heat
Blood red skies, another village burns
Wheels of hatred, crushing as they turn

Chorus
Welcome to religious wars
where governments attack the poor
Only blood flows through this land
no oil soaks the barren sands

Welcome to religious hate
where greed and power dominate
Structure of hypocrisy
that fuels the fire of misery

A child clings to his mothers side
Victims of religious genocide
He’ll soon witness another pointless death
Orphaned as she takes her final breath

Chorus

Mass graves scarring the hillside
Skeletal remains, scattered where they die

Welcome to religious wars
where governments attack the poor
Welcome to religious hate
where greed and power dominate



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