Some hundred years ago, vigilantes ruled in town*
They set the laws around, none could hunt them down
They were the sons of dark, children of the master
They're on the hunt again, towards disaster
They kill for the ruler
He has the command
Over the people
Now he will return
Crucifixion
Now the time has come, to hear the call
The words of darkness, Christians will fall
We will nail them to the cross, die in the sun
Hang them up high, 'til there's nowhere to run
They kill for the ruler
He has the command
Over the people
Now he will return
Crucifixion
You will sure die tonight!

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