I Declare War - March On

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 fucking God. Burn their kingdom, Piss on the cross.