John Blanche - Behind The Crooked Cross lyrics

One man - one vision Racial purity Madman or magician?A mystery to me He who scorns the teachings of Blavatsky count the cost There's more than superstition Hides behind the crooked cross Our destiny in prophecy - We learn by our mistakes Through each strata of society - The poison infiltrates Adding hatred to the embers - 'till the fire burns out of hand To spread the dark cloud swiftly - 'cross our 'Green and Pleasant Land' Security in ignorance Out of sight is out of mind While children weep on city streets - The blind deceive the blind They say 'welcome your lost brother All he touches turns to gold' Yet my 'brother' tries to k** me - Out of love so I am told My blood with yours shall mingle Our spirits unify If our hearts are joined as one Then we can never die Now the 'Dove of Peace' lies dead Upon this land our fathers bled And 'Drakes Drum' lies deserted on the sand I see the keepers of the peace - Hacked to pieces in the streets Victims of the 'brotherhood of man' History repeats itself - of this fact I am sure Stupidity defeats us if its lessons we ignore So heed these words of warning Before it is too late To preach the 'New Religion' - The philosophy of hate My blood with yours shall mingle Our spirits unify If our hearts are joined as one Then we can never die Now the 'Dove of Peace' lies dead Upon this land our fathers bled And 'Drakes Drum' lies deserted on the sand I see the keepers of the peace - Hacked to pieces in the streets Victims of the 'brotherhood of man' One man's condition - pure insanity? A nation's submission - embracing destiny Driven by compulsion - powered by the Vril Do not mock the Crooked Cross - its power Is growing still