His host's to fight It's close to mine You blow on the dice The game begins... They're close to fight The creed, the blame The clearing flame Telling your scaring fears I only hide... My soul is not white... Your side should... You, why do you scare up my soul? A preacher told me the white side should die... It's k**ing me It's k**ing me, it's k**ing me, it's k**in' me... Why do you pray and lie? It's k**ing me, it's k**ing me, it's k**in' me Why ain't you scared my dear? Falling through your mind Memories of dying And beatings in your sights What you're fearing Thundering your mind I can feel your pain Thundering your mind What you're fearing It's k**in' me... I can never die Your bloody eyes Keep watching me You roll the dice It's time to k** A gloomy mist Over the battle field Jerusalem will soon be free I hide... My soul is not white... Your side should... It's k**ing me You can hardly Drag yourself A fortune teller Said you should fight...