Christianised Cannibals Songtext

Suits of black, serene robe
Into your mind they will probe
Christianity it's a pain
Financial power, it's their gain

Christianised cannibals
Cannibalised christians
Christianised cannibals

Holier than thou, men of sin
Wcked hearts lurk within
Pointless eyesores being erected
With the mafia you're connected

Christianised cannibals
Cannibalised christians
Christianised cannibals

Everything's founded on the book
It works like a magnet, it's you they hook
It's a futile cause you're fighting for
Spawning hate and death and war

Christianised cannibals
Cannibalised christians
Christianised cannibals
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