Brent Eaton - March On lyrics

Hail March on Wipe away the cross at all cost March on False prophet be gone Feed Christians to the lions; burn them on the cross Don't bother putting out the fire; we are due to restart Men and women fighting, dying But for what? Don't bother putting out the fire; we are due to restart March on Conquer Destroy Spit on the cross Feed Christians to the lions; burn them on the cross Don't bother putting out the fire; we are due to restart Redeem ourselves Burn it to the ground Don't wipe them from the books Let people read we rid the world of Christ A fool if he existed A martyr absolutely not He was a fool His book will never be read again Alone we conquered a man Not a f**ing God Burn their kingdom Piss on the cross