Build yourself a cross to die on Join the armies march to "zion" Feel the sting of lash and scourge As you decend into this earthen gorge
But the earth was made for sinners And we don't claim this name In this world there are no winners Just those who go insane And the people watch the angels Screaming as they fall Serve their time on earth In the bible its called hell
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Worlds collide Workers move from their factory farms To their hives Gods are dethroned Idols are crushed Then crucified Worker to warrior The armies complete From their hive