Wolves In Sheeps Clothing

Goat Of Mendes

From beyond the vastness of the ocean 
They carried their cross to our homeward shores 
Clad in robes of purest white 
Carried idols of gold we were told to adore 

Priests of mercy 
Their selfrighteousness challenged just by their need to obey 
Their distant shepherd 
Who told them to convert the heathens of lands far away 

In their wake their men were marching 
Who traded their crosses for swords of steel 
Made to sacrifice the sinners 
Who refused to kneel to their god's mercy 

Ancient idols 
Toppled and shattered to pieces in religious zeal 
For those who refuse 
The lambs of the shepherd in Rome bore the license to kill 

So pray 
To a deity of cowardice, mercy, forgiveness and love 
Join his herd of sheep 
And wait for your slaughter to join all the angels above 

Refrain: 
Join in the Wild Hunt 
For wolves in sheeps clothing 
Thor and Odin 
We'll never deny 

Rampaging hordes 
Of wolves in sheeps clothing 
Feel our loathing 
We'll stand in your way 

Bridge: 
The Norns already spun the thread 
Your empire shall not last forever 
Behind your hypocrisy lies 
What all you white-dressed sheep still dread 
But by the time the thread'll be cut 
You'll share our fate in death 

The souls of our departed 
Will greet us with merryful laughter despite your efforts 
By the golden gates of Asgard 
We'll stand and we'll laugh at the wretch whom you're 
calling your Lord 

Refrain: 
Join in the Wild Hunt 
For wolves in sheeps clothing 
Thor and Odin 
We'll never deny 

Rampaging hordes 
Of wolves in sheeps clothing 
Feel our loathing 
We'll stand in your way 

Our gods ain't dead, they are just sleeping 
In the trees, in the glades, in the rays of the sun 
And even if you raise a few more crosses 
All Pagandom rises, as our spirit lives on
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