(Gers&Harris&Dickinson)
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 they took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies
Religion’s still burning inside
[Chorus:]
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur
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 demand
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 lies
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
[Chorus]
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 running herretics under our skies
As we kill them all so God know his own
Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
The eye in 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 and to die and be free
[Chorus]
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Aya bak nice gider
Ay dolanır nice gider
İki taşın arası
Bir yol var Hac’a gider
Lemide hayranın olayım
Karakız çobanın olayım
Yılda kurban bir olur
Hergün kurbanın olayım
Aya bak yıldıza bak
Suya giden kıza bak
Kız ALLAH’ını seversen
Dönde bir yol bize bak
Ay akşamdan delidir
Buralar meydan yeridir
Kalkın gidin evliler
Buralar bekar yeridir
[1st verse:]
A pair of sailor boys are we
We sail across the angry sea
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!
To prove we’re sailor boys all right
We smoke a hornpipe every night
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!
We really hate the ocean ’cause it’s all around the place
We only use it when we have to wash the captain’s face
Of that we shouldn’t really speak
He only washes once a week
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!
[Refrain:]
While we go sailing, sailing over the ocean blue
We’re sailors thro’ and throThe best you ever knew
If you doubt the story we’re telling you
Any chorus girl can tell you we’re sailors
As we go sailing, sailing
What do you think we do?
We flirt with ev’ry mermaid on Fifth Avenue
Our fathers lost a fortune down in Wall Street
So they both insisted we become a couple of sailors, too
[2nd verse:]
It makes no difference where we are
We always like to strike a bar
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!
We stand in line to quench our thirst
The second mate is always first
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!
The steward has an anchor tattooed near his vocal chord
So when we want to stop the ship we throw him overboard
We tie him to an iron chain
So we can pull him up again
Ya Ho! Ya Ho!



