Mistwalker - A Heathen's Cry

What dawn will come when the sun crescents the hill?
And a shadow of sin casts down its will?
To usurp and burn all those who don't believe in him?
Who refuse to bow down and serve his every whim?

I belong to them for a heathen is what I am
I reject the church and their god's divine plan
Brothers we take up arms and fight for freedom now
Your god will never have me and I will never bow

Deliverance unto pagan deities
For wars waged against Christianity
Headfirst into heavenly hordes
Death is sung to the sound of these demonic chords

Written by:
Greg Sweetapple

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