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The ground is black, the cities burn and all our power's down

The final war declined the human race and shook the ground

Their hope is gone, like lemmings on a mountain they will fall

Let's take control and write a book of justice for them all

They praise our new messiah, to find salvation they give their alls

Let's save them from hell fire, stayed sheep come hear our call

We restore the land with their blood and hand

Write a new creation story

And they shall fear the smell of our made up hell

Pure salvation's all that they see

We will build a church of glory

Build a church

Build a church

The book we wrote is darker than all nightmares they once had

They praise our holy spirit every time they go to bed

And when they join our army they believe in a good 'cause

That enemies on earth are just materialized ghosts

Ringing bells, they're calling you; your prayers will be heard

Kneel before our altar friend and help us build a church

Let us build a church, our psalm is heard

We will build a church of glory