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I stand in this desolate space
In death they are truly
innocence, evil took place
The angels burning inside

later I wonder why
What secret they to their grave?
Still burning under our skies
still burning inside

At the gates and the of Montsigur
Blood on the of the citadel
At the gates and the of Montsigur
Blood on the of the citadel

At the and the walls of Montsigur
on the stones of the citadel
At the and the walls of Montsigur
on the stones of the citadel

As we kill them all so God will His own
The innocents died for the on his throne
Catholic greed and its zeal
Curse of the and the blood of the cross

Templar believers with blood on hands
Joined in the chorus to on demand
Burned at the stake for soul's liberty
To stand with the Cathars, to die and be

The book of Old crippled and black
Satan, his is lust
Leaving this damnation of flesh
Back to the torture of

The perfect ones died at the stake
And all of followers slain
As for the knowledge of God they had
Religion's still inside

At the gates and the of Montsigur
on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of
Blood on the stones of the

At the and the walls of Montsigur
Blood on the stones of the
At the and the walls of Montsigur
on the stones of the citadel

As we them all, so God will know His own
The died for the pope on his throne
greed and its paranoid zeal
Curse of the grail and the of the cross

Templar believers with blood on hands
in the chorus to kill on command
Burned at the stake for their soul's
Still running heretics our skies

As we kill all, so God know His own
Laugh at the and in God we trust
The eye in the smiling with sin
No feast for the cursed within

Facing the sun as went to their grave
Burn like a dog or you live like a
Death is the price for your soul's
To stand the cathars to die and be free

At the gates and the of Montsigur
Blood on the stones of the
At the and the walls of Montsigur
on the stones of the citadel

At the gates and the walls of
Blood on the stones of the
At the gates and the of Montsigur
Blood on the of the citadel