How many graves of innocents will be dug on Christmas Day?
Christmas has come again
Trudging along through the rain
Wiping its bloody feet
In the Nativity scene
Hypocrites and Gentiles
Gather around to pray
To the rhythm of the bells
That are tolling for the dead
Mothers are gone
Fathers are gone
While children genuflect
Knee deep in the graves
Why is Christmas as it is?
When all we have is this
Killing, raping, pillaging for God
And putting a price on sin
Merry Christmas to our brothers and sisters in Blood.
