Royal Hunt

Ways of beliefs were written down to please you:
saints, common thieves - each one his own to pick.
So why - can you tell me - your breeds inventing something new?
Holy war? Now I see - a sacrifice a week
Infidels way: live - let live... how can you resist
sudden urge to blow them away?
No - were aware, your wars to get attention...
how could we dare to turn the TV off?
Raid (suicidal) - your humble share in a worlds perfection
Youll meet - time is right - your idol and I hope
one bullet is enough... while youre screaming
from the top of your lungs:
Jihad! The ones who feel the pain will try to stop "the rain
of terror", its insane... I hear them screaming:
Jihad! I know who it might be: nobody else but we,
the ones who hold the key...Thats all they need:
Jihad! And as the time goes by well look upon the sky
to ask the question: "Why they keep on screaming
Jihad?" Theyre just a hostile breed that bites a hand that feeds
and loves to see it bleed - its just a hostile breed
that cherish hate based on fear - that their religion can inspire
nowadays. All we hear is: "Jihad!"
[ Hostile Breed Lyrics ]