looking down the cross
megadeth
now you'll know why death
was summoned here tonight
though too much to live for
my death shall mean their lives
hatred and guilt the alter they've built
fate the wicked ones gate
through the blood stained town
to die besides the thieves
more noxious than the serpents breath
more corrupt than the malice of
more disease than the wind
putrefaction you've caused
now you wish you had a god
crushing the bones of the hundred folds
swinging the judgment hammer
the heads of the dead are the banner
so don these broken wings
i'm looking down the cross