Hacksilver

the house of god is raided
and inside is silver and gold
all we loot shall then be traded
the cross could not be sold

we will throw it in a sack
and pry the jewels from its hold
with our axes we will hack
and all the pieces will be sold

melting down your artifacts
and from the silver something new
splitting hvitekrist in half
now your god is hewn askew

Hacksilver

watch as god is torn apart

Hacksilver

melted down to make our art

Hacksilver

hvitekrist is split in two

Hacksilver

i'll sell his legs to pay for food

holy relics of your church
strewn about upon the floor
bones of saints lie on the ground
next year we come back for more

we will take what we can hold
all thats not nailed down is sold
hacked in half to pay our debts
some with silver some with gold

we have left your church to burn
as we sail to sea
for your silver we return
and it all shall be

chopped in half and weighed on scales
raiding you is good for sales
churches filled with gold and silver
left unguarded without fail

we shall never have our fill
we hunger for your silver still
christ shall join my treasure horde
or at least his torso will


Hacksilver

watch as god is torn apart

Hacksilver

melted down to make our art

Hacksilver

i sold that cross for ale and mead

Hacksilver

my bar tab paid with christian greed

Hacksilver

melted down to make our art

Hacksilver

watch as god is torn apart