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I stand alone in this desolate space In death they are truly alive Massacred innocence, evil took place The angels were burning inside Centuries later I wonder why What secret that they took to their grave Still burning heretics under our skies Religion's still burning inside At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel As we kill them all so god will know his own The innocents died for the pope on his throne Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross Templar believers with blood on their hands Joined in the chorus to kill on command Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty To stand with the cathars to die and be free The book of old testament crippled and black Satan his weapon is lust Leaving this evil damnation of flesh Back to the torture of life The perfect ones willingly died at the stake And all of their followers slain As for the knowledge of god they had claimed Religion's still burning inside At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel As we kill them all so god will know his own The innocents died for the pope on his throne Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross Templar believers with blood on their hands Joined in the chorus to kill on command Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty Still burning heretics under our skies As we kill them all so god will know his own Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust The eye of the triangle smiling with sin No passover feast for the cursed within Facing the sun as they went to their grave Burn like a dog or you live like a slave Death is the price for your soul's liberty To stand with the cathars to die and be free At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel At the gates and the walls of Montségur Blood on the stones of the citadel
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