Crusade

Incendiary

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Your church and your state are one in the same..
Hoping for a pulpit in the President's wing.
We are not in the Christian nation and we are not your sheep.
Who fall to their knees each night before sleep.

An empire of liars and thieves.
A campaign of hate and greed.
And aren't you the ones who call for peace on earth?
With an olive branch in one hand and a gun in the other.
But your weapons are held in vain.
Now the blood is on your hands.

They keep the blinds around our eyes.
Sending men to give their lives.
For a new crusade.
A holy war of hate.
A new trail of tears.
A reign of terror.
And a climate of fear.