Sacred be this revenge
Ritual torn flesh stench
This vengeance is godsend
Not a star or crescent moon
Nor two-piece sacred wood
But a circle of...
Circle of lunacy
Three came in disguise
Fellowmen pay the price
Whilst you sunbathe in paradise
Not a star or crescent moon
Not a veil or Ku Klux hood
But a circle of...
Circle of lunacy
Their machine guns screen
Your ancient torture machine
Rinse in blood and repeat
The circle of lunacy