't face the truth you're at war with reality You're a fucking fruit I think you brake sanity Blood (Blood) On (On) Your (Your) Hand (Hand) Blood On Your Hand
want the fame, we want salvation Influence for the cross Unity of the faith across the nations Here we go again, come on Let me see your hands in the
, New mercedes packed with dynamite. Torture from the hooded nations Heads of state decapitation. Control is their ultra plan, Sacred blood spills upon their hands