snatched away that Christ of ours
how dare they hold his name
the four by two, the horn ed beast
mired in the finance game
do not degrade the grace of God
you evil, bitter brood
now pay the price, and darkly skulk
your pratices pursued
children of the Satan go
and wear the golden sign
too many centuries have passed
long now you've had your time
hide the beards, confine your crowns
lest we should look upon
a symbol of the Judeas man
the epitomy of wrong
and then we Gentiles can proclaim
the answers that have vexed
as once destroyed and laid to rest
then Islam can be next.