Splashing on my walls ~ my walls In the field the bodies are tied To the their crosses hair hanging down The blood is rolling down their Arms to the waiting dogs
Bad ~ bad ~ bad Doctors Bad ~ bad ~ bad
Counting the meat on the tables In the field the bodies are tied to the Altar the pope's mule sings a song of Freedom from his majesty-the pope
Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi Butchers Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi
Waving their tongues in the air Cat's-cats-cats-bad-bad-bad-cat's eye Resurrection
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