M.o.t.c. by Paradox
M.o.t.c. lyrics
(Steinhauer/Blaha)
"The hatred that was shown by the crusaders for
people who were basically peaceful and the
extremes of torture and murder to rid France of
the heretics..."
Look out Sentry, we're in a killing mood
don't stand in our way, don't try to slow us down
This is war, seek Devinity
We only want to stop heresy
Terror, hatred, Murder
Error, fateful, Mistake
No need to shout boy it won't save your skin
now
it's best to prepare the time must come for all
Terror, hatred. Murder
Error fatefull, Mistake
Don't stop carry on ahead
don't stop till they are all dead
Minerve die
Cathars fly
Don't stop just swing that sword boy
no one to resist you just forge on
Massacre, Heretics, Cathars
Murder, in the name, of the Lord
Blood flows like fire in my brain
Blood flows like water, reddened rain
won't you come and join us
praise and rejoice us, more
If we don't act and win this war
These heretic bastards will be knocking at
your door
Massacre, Heretics, Cathars
Murder, in the name, of the Lord
If we do not end this blasphemy
the war will reign for centuries
Keep our church free... we will
massacre these Cathars and make sure
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