From old Rome they come a-riding
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On a song with armour shining
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Christian sons with hearts of anger
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Bring the book, the cross, the chancre
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Hallelujah, hallelujah, kiss the cross or they will burn you
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Hallelujah, hallelujah, they have come to rape and murder
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Tell them we've had it all
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They've had their day now they shall fall
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Tell them of the turning tide
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They can run but they can't hide
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Across a sea of tears and blood
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Across a scape of murdered babies
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They will cleanse and purify
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For their Christ and for their Lady
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They will take the joy of love and
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name it as a badge of shame
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They will steal and they will plunder
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They will tell you you're to blame
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On the wheel and on the gibbet
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Broken bodies, broken dreams
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In the churches, the sheep, the traitors
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Now they are both pure and clean
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Wake Of The Christian Knights
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Inkubus Sukkubus |