Fakhro - The Outsiders Lyrics

You push them out
I give them my hands

In your oustings
Of those who sin

You retain your chosen angel
Proclaim your chosen devil

Show me all their faces
Give me all their names

Here they have few bases
With no past to be shamed

So my fellow comrades, collect your weapons cause we're going to war
Barricade against the preachers instilling that fear in your heart

Hustlers and prostitutes
Abusers and the abused

Whomever you find repulsive
And say you'll never forgive

Send them over the barrier
Here they're in my favor

These are my sinners
This is my statement
To hell with your saints
And your synagogue of satan

So my fellow comrades, collect your weapons cause we're going to war
Barricade against the preachers instilling that fear in your heart