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The Cross, the Cross, what a massacre

The day that ol' devil lost his grip

The Cross, the Cross what a massacre

When we set sail in mercy’s ship

There’s no use sneaking around now

There’s no use hiding out now

Oh evil you might as well fold all your cards

There’s no use raising a white flag

There’s no use writing a treaty

Because Jesus, He tore your kingdom apart

The Cross, the Cross what a massacre

When the earth drank the blood of the divine

The Cross, the Cross what a massacre

The day glory robbed every demon blind

There’s no use sneaking around now

There’s no use hiding out now

Oh evil you might as well fold all your cards

There’s no use raising a white flag

There’s no use writing a treaty

Because Jesus, He tore your kingdom apart

From that Cross sprang, a well of new wine

And we drank it down, and it tastes so fine

From that Cross sprang, a well of new wine

And we drank it down, and it makes us shine

The Cross, the Cross what a massacre

When iniquity caught the wrong end of the spear

The Cross, the Cross what a massacre

When the veil tore, there was nothing left to fear

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