Crucifiction 歌词

All you pricks who hide behind the cross Accounting Heaven's gain by human loss Hypocrite, hypocrite Christian Hypocrite, hypocrite, crucifiction God will love them better when they're dead You murdered women screaming at the stakes Built concentration camps and tortured slaves Hypocrite, hypocrite Christian Hypocrite, hypocrite, crucifiction Pervert the truth that Jesus said Go out and paint the town with Heathen red You praise the lord and pass the ammunition What makes you think that God will love them better when they're dead? Onward Christian soldiers Marching out to war Pervert the truth that Jesus said Go out and paint the town with Heathen red You praise the lord and pass the ammunition What makes you think that God will love them better when they're dead? Onward Christian soldiers Marching out to war Jesus weeps and watches all you do I know if there's a hell, it's meant for you You hypocrite, hypocrite killer Hypocrite, hypocrite killer Christian Hypocrite, hypocrite Christian Hypocrite, hypocrite, crucifiction