Anihilated - The Burning of the Southern Cross


The Burning of the Southern Cross

God curses all beneath the cross 
The symbol ever-changing, same ethos 
See the southern sky, it is burning 
And tell me now, God, are we learning? 

A different dogma or belief 
Should never be a reason for grief 
Murder is murder, hate is hate 
Tell me now, what will you create? 

Eugenic supremist fanatics 
Would have you believe that it fits 
A single race ruling all others 
And hold the whip of death over their brothers 

A different dogma or belief 
Should never be a reason for grief 
Murder is murder, hate is hate 
Tell me now, what will you create? 

Words call the zealot here 
Written in an age of fear 
Heresy is cast on blasphemers 
A crusade against non-believers 

A different dogma or belief 
Should never be a reason for grief 
Murder is murder, hate is hate 
Tell me now, what will you create? 

What will you create?

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