Gallows - Crucif**s lyrics

Nail the bodies to the crucifix Slit the throats of all the priests The last smile they will ever expect A gaping hole running right through their neck Snakes get fat while the good rats die All the pigs should be bled dry Who's with me? All your sins will be forgiven When your blood begins to thicken You have no answers to our questions God bless this great depression Snakes get fat while the good rats die All the pigs should be bled dry Who's with me? Throw the bodies into the streets Nothing more than rotten meat Taught not to bite the hand that feeds ‘til it's cold and dry and no longer bleeds The snakes get fat while the good rats die so all the pigs should be bled dry The London metropolitan All the f**ing clergy men Child abusers, National Front Rapists, racists, all f**ing scum And they march hand in hand To rape our green and pleasant land Dust to dust, earth to earth The new born babies drowned at birth And there's no future for England's son There nine years old and they all carry guns Take out your crowbars, take out your knives Drain out your blood we all deserve to die It's time for us to take a stand We are dying on our knees in this grey broken land And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves That d**h ain't a sin when you're living in hell There ain't no glory and there ain't no hope We will hang ourselves, just show us the rope There ain't no scapegoats left to blame We brought this on ourselves, and we could have been the change Great Britain is f**ing dead So cut our throats End our lives Let's f**ing start again