Dying For Your Sick Belief
The caravans are marching straight ahead
Led by what they think is their gods will
God, war, fighting for your sick belief
Hate, kill, dying for your sick belief
When the war comes
They read a book, and they got themselves a leader
To fight and kill their friends who will not be there
When they die, they hope for an afterlife
Mistakenly, their god is just another fiction story
God, war, fighting for your false belief
Hate, kill, dying for your false belief
When the war comes
