The Beardled Hustlers lyrics

To ridicule their false messiah They spit on their own beards They spit on their own hairy chests Symbolic of their odium Towards anything that's non-Hebraic To ridicule their false messiah Insurgents cut off their own fingers in protest The songs of Zion unheard for centuries Such is the blood lust of these bearded hustlers The bitter water at Tara where Thieves with punctured ears did drown Such is the blood lust of these bearded hustlers Choking and dying by the stream In the form of a star the scum surrounded their captive Spitting and salivating on the floor Staves beating on his head Matrilineal hoodlums heckling Jeering and taunting the prophecies Written in their own occult books