Squealer Martyrs Of The Half Moon
See the masses how they're racing
Feel their hatred's daily growth
Longing just for global power
Not a method is a taboo
See them burn the flags and pictures
See them raise their automatic arms
Loving fathers true believers
Offering their only sons
Perversion of salvation
Is what their god has send
But he who knows the answer
Is silent all the way
March side by side
Martyrs of the half moon
Die with a smile
Martyrs of the half moon
Who's to blame for this delusion
It is shurely not their god
In the holy book it's written
Do not kill nor kill yourself
Perversion of salvation
Is what their god has send
But he who knows the answer
Is silent all the way
March side by side
Martyrs of the half moon
Die with a smile
Martyrs of the half moon
Spit on them
Holy man
Let them burn
You're sublime
March side by side
Martyrs of the half moon
Die with a smile
Martyrs of the half moon
