Brian Shilts & The High Country River Drinkers - The Ma**acre lyrics

The Cross, the cross what a ma**acre The day that ol' devil lost his grip The cross, the cross what a ma**acre When we set sail in mercy's ship There's no use sneaking around now There's no use hiding out now Oh evil you might as well fold all your cards There's no use raising a white flag There's no use writing a treaty Because Jesus, He tore your kingdom apart The cross, the cross what a ma**acre When the earth drank the blood of the divine The cross, the cross what a ma**acre The day glory robbed every demon blind There's no use sneaking around now There's no use hiding out now Oh evil you might as well fold all your cards There's no use raising a white flag There's no use writing a treaty Because Jesus, He tore your kingdom apart From that cross sprang, a well of new wine And we drank it down, and it tastes so fine From that cross sprang, a well of new wine And we drank it down, and it makes us shine (x2) The cross, the cross what a ma**acre When iniquity caught the wrong end of the spear The cross, the cross what a ma**acre When the veil tore, there was nothing left to fear