Power Crue
Текст песни Mental Pestilence

Strangers are coming so people beware
For they are spreading pure evil and despair
They're to fill your mind with ideas

The creator of your fears
The constructor of your tears

Strangers you think they destroy our peace
For you are spreading dark art and disease
We have established communion of love

We're protectors of our lord
We have profits from his word

Dominion of madness
Religious violence
So humble you're spreading
This mental pestilence

If you're thinking you are foe
If you're skeptic you're out of control
You are bastards' creation of sin
Like before our religion will win