March On

Hail.

March on.

Wipe away the cross at all cost.

March on.

False prophet be gone.

Feed Christians to the lions; burn them on the cross.

Don’t bother putting out the fire; we are due to

restart.

Men and women fighting, dying;

But for what?

Don’t bother putting out the fire; we are due to

restart.

March on.

Conquer.

Destroy.

Spit on the cross.

Feed Christians to the lions; burn them on the cross.

Don’t bother putting out the fire; we are due to

restart.

Redeem ourselves,

Burn it to the ground.

Don’t wipe them from the books.

Let people read we rid the world of Christ.

A fool if he existed,

A martyr absolutely not.

He was a fool.

His book will never be read again.

Alone we conquered a man,

Not a fucking God.

Burn their kingdom,

Piss on the cross.