Crush The Bastard Nazarene

On the hills of pilgrimage
You will find no saviour
The holy virgin has gone away
Leaving you to die
Children of the lambs
Rise your fuckin hands
Pray in vain to god almighty
Soon you will all burn in hell

There’s no salvation
You blind faithful nation
Unleash hipocrisy
Crush the bastard of bethlehem

There’s no salvation
But hateful procreation
Your saint lies in a grave
Never to be saved

Crush the bastard child of bethlehem
Crush the bastard nazarene

Rise your fucking hands
Pray to god In vein
Drink his blood
Eat his flesh
Till he’s gonna loose his breath
You fill find no savior
No peace, no hope
There’s no salvation
In the land of pope

Crush the bastard child of bethlehem
Crush the bastard nazarene