If He Returns, Hang Him High Songtext
von Yohannans

Masters rich and corrupt
Masters mean and hard
All the servants shocked
All the servants scarred
Those who have a lot
Their wealth will be enlarged
Those who have not
Will lose what they′ve got

If he returns, hang him high

He'll come down to earth
Not in peace, but with sword
To bring some to his church
All other′s will be destroyed
There'll be blood and dirt
A thundering roar
It's a heavenly dirge
A mission from King Curse


Hate your dad and your mum
Your sisters and your brothers
Hate your wife, your husband
Your children and all others
Loved ones must be shunned
There′s only one lover
And he′s a jealous son
Got the whole world in his hand

Whoever finds their lives
Are going to lose them
And whoever sacrifices
Will be found in heaven
Those who accept survives
Fans of trump and putin
Those who don't dies
And′ll burn 'til the end of time

If he returns, hang him high

Reap what you didn′t sow
Take what you didn't lay
Either friend or foe
Enemies must be slayed
Are you profitable
Or a worthless slave
Work on the mammon way
From birth place to the grave