Paradox - Ma**acre Of The Cathars lyrics

[The hatred that was shown by the crusaders for people who were basically peaceful and the extremes of torture and murder to rid France of the heretics] Look out Sentry, We're in a k**ing mood Don't stand in our way, Don't try to slow us down This is war, seek Divinity We only want to stop heresy Terror, hatred, murder Error, fateful, mistake No need to shout boy It won't save your skin now It's best to prepare The time must come for all Terror, hatred. murder Error fateful, mistake Don't stop carry on ahead Don't stop till they are all dead Minerve die Cathars fly Don't stop just swing that sword boy No one to resist you just forge on Ma**acre, Heretics, Cathars Murder, in the name of the Lord Blood flows like fire in my brain Blood flows like water reddened rain Won't you come and join us Praise and rejoice us more If we don't act And win this war These heretic ba*tards Will be knocking at your door Ma**acre, Heretics, Cathars Murder, in the name of the Lord If we don't end this blasphemy The war will reign for centuries Keep our church free, we will Ma**acre these Cathars and make sure