Christian Epidemic

A crystal clear, cleansing single flame
Must come to burn our ball of shame
It brings us peace, so the souls of the dead
Can finally have their glory
The dead that have seen everything
Death on a cross an every war
Brothers and sisters that many have lost
And children left all alone
Theyve seen babies eyes excavated
the scar of death starving
Whirpools of a millions tears
Blood on the crosses of nameless graves
They now you well soaked through by blood
A killing soldier of Jesus
Holding a cross and murdering at will
Your soul is caressed by a crown of thorns
they see you falling upon your knees
They see you make the sibn of cross
They know youre ready to kill
Everyone falls into disgrace
[ Souls of the Dead Lyrics ]