Pax Vobiscum

Bathory

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    Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ
    Forgive my fuckin' head
    It's full of doubts and questions
    Did you really raise the dead?

    Are you really so pathetic
    That you can't be critisised?
    Is it so hard to accept
    That I may wonder why?

    Out of nothing, born by no one
    Wonders you create
    Almighty fuckin' God
    You super bluff, you mega-fake

    They say you've said for you only
    We all shall live and die
    Tell me who needs Stalin
    With a fascist in the sky?

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    Conquering the western hemisphere
    With threats and lies
    Spreading its holy terror
    As another culture dies

    It baptised and it burned and tortured
    Its way through my land
    And wielded above all
    The crucifix by God's command

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    Imposing on the tribes of Europe
    One faith built on lies and dreams
    One religion so false
    Always loose at every seam

    Through wars and emigration
    Soon a world faith took its form
    As world saviour and almighty
    The cross all world adorned

    Computerised confessions
    TV-preachers and very soon
    The Christian man stood firm
    And in '69 prayed on the moon

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