M.o.t.c. Lyrics
"The hatred that was shown by the crusaders for people who were basically peaceful and the extremes of torture and murder to rid France of the heretics..."Look out Sentry, we're in a killing mooddon't stand in our way, don't try to slow us downThis is war, seek Devinity We only want to stop heresyTerror, hatred, Murder Error, fateful, MistakeNo need to shout boy it won't save your skin nowit's best to prepare the time must come for allTerror, hatred. Murder Error fatefull, MistakeDon't stop carry on ahead don't stop till they are all deadMinerve dieCathars flyDon't stop just swing that sword boy no one to resist you just forge onMassacre, Heretics, Cathars Murder, in the name, of the LordBlood flows like fire in my brain Blood flows like water, reddened rainwon't you come and join us praise and rejoice us, moreIf we don't act and win this warThese heretic bastards will be knocking at your doorMassacre, Heretics, Cathars Murder, in the name, of the LordIf we do not end this blasphemy the war will reign for centuriesKeep our church free... we will massacre these Cathars and make sure
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