Dying For Your Sick Belief

The caravans are marching straight ahead

Led by what they think is their gods will

God, war, fighting for your sick belief

Hate, kill, dying for your sick belief

When the war comes

They read a book, and they got themselves a leader

To fight and kill their friends who will not be there

When they die, they hope for an afterlife

Mistakenly, their god is just another fiction story

God, war, fighting for your false belief

Hate, kill, dying for your false belief

When the war comes