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Marching through the desert, towards the stronghold of evil.

Purging of hypocrisy. Painful screaming.

The sun in the sky is warming the blood-red cross and the sword.

The Mirror of Fear. Unbelievers.

Our faith is inciting us to do the Lord's work.

Convert or kill. Frozen hearts.

The Lord demands from us to violate the scriptures.

Can this be the truth? Peaceful silence.

Spread the word, to please the Lord!

For what profit is it to a man

if he gains the world by losing his soul?

Fighting a lifetime for ideals,

just to see that they're wrong.

The clergy makes it plain to us

that there can be only one god.

But freedom is always sacrificed to faith,

or are we truly here by choice?

Spread the word, to please the Pope!

The clergy makes it plain to us that there can be only one god.

But when we risk our lives for his sake, who will vouch for this to be the truth?

We're not cruel without need. We're just appointed

to keep the faith clear.

Skills are looming under the cross. Preaching the holy and final solution,

But what need is it for the shepherd when the wolves are all gone?

If that's what I'm fighting for, then I shall defy him forevermore!

For what profit is it to a man if he gains the world by losing his soul?

Fighting a lifetime for ideals, just to see that they're wrong.

The clergy makes it plain to us that there can be only one god.

But freedom is always sacrificed to faith, or are we truly here by choice?

I smell the stench of redemption lying in the air...

and feel alive. Peaceful silence.

The tears of the redeemed souls purify my sword.

The Mirror of Truth. Flaming mind.

They show me that my faith is not

the reason I kill. It's the excuse. Revelation.

Neither Lord nor pope will affect my deeds.

It's my own will. Painful screaming.

Spread the word,

to please your soul!