Текст песни Holy Target

Shotgun blast from my pipe is ripping the war-filled air With tanks by my side we grind their empty skulls In my target I can see tears from their eyes Let the bullets caress the holy race I spit on the cross...holy holocaust I piss on your priest...Jesus is the holy target Taking their lives, Jesus will die As I'm pulling the trigger Missiles toward the house of god, the house which soon is gone The cross above is crushed and your god he wept No time for blessings, run for your lives And we will hunt you down To the cross you are stuck! My sight was landscapes filled with crossed holy ones...fire! I spit on the cross...holy holocaust I piss on your priest...Jesus is the holy target Taking their lives, Jesus will die As I'm pulling the trigger