White Christ کے بول

Rape, pillage, burn As White Christ returns Women scream in pain Gutting children is a game I have seen it before I see the death All that is left Is their blood of lies And the terror of White Christ Death is slow Burned eye sockets glow With the light of Christ Shining, oh so bright Sawed-off limbs fouund Scattered on the ground Bodies without heads Cut off as they fled I have seen it before I see the death All that is left Is their blood of lies And the terror of White Christ The blood of lies The terror of White Christ Rulers of the earth Their message will be heard Kneel to the cross All will be lost Rape, pillage, burn As White Christ returns Women scream in pain Gutting children is a game I see the death All that is left Is their blood of lies And the terror of White Christ