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Into the Arena
by Running Wild
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They imagine a heaven
Talk about hell
They can't live without a remission
Plentiful punishment for
Numerous sins
Suffering their own cruel invention
Their heaven is boring
Their hell's a stale joke
Faith is their one vindication
Doubt is forbidden
Joy is tabooed
For a folly, there's no hesitation
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
Hunting the witches
Considered to be
Riding on brooms in the dark night
No mercy for people
Who dare to oppose
Medieval church was a scourge in it's pride
Millions of people
Killed for the cross
By relentless religion, disgusting
There is no excuse
For the things they have done
In the name of their god, It's a bad thing
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
Lock your door the priest is coming
Beware of all the parsons
Today it's all different
A daring contention
They talk about love and forgiving
But still they are hunting
Now we are all victims
Maybe they are envious for our living
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
They imagine a heaven
Talk about hell
They can't live without a remission
Plentiful punishment for
Numerous sins
Suffering their own cruel invention
Their heaven is boring
Their hell's a stale joke
Faith is their one vindication
Doubt is forbidden
Joy is tabooed
For a folly, there's no hesitation
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
Hunting the witches
Considered to be
Riding on brooms in the dark night
No mercy for people
Who dare to oppose
Medieval church was a scourge in it's pride
Millions of people
Killed for the cross
By relentless religion, disgusting
There is no excuse
For the things they have done
In the name of their god, It's a bad thing
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
Lock your door the priest is coming
Beware of all the parsons
Today it's all different
A daring contention
They talk about love and forgiving
But still they are hunting
Now we are all victims
Maybe they are envious for our living
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena go down
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Into the arena
