Lyrics:

(Spoken Intro)PeopleThis is not a filmThis is my songNow pick up your shovel andDigI don't want to bring your Go
ds down babeI don't want to bring your Gods down babeTheir flesh and blood for you too realThe wine that flows from their no
strilsToo redTheir master strokes too fundamentalTheir saint soaked cathedrals too doneI don't want to bring your Gods dow
n babeI don't want to bring your Gods down babeThe ferocity of their cat claws too steelAnd we the weak kneed weeds of their
Weaker breed never paused to feelWe're not the masters of the land we surveyBut I guess you'd come to that conclusionWhen y
ou're ready in your own time anywayI don't want to bring your Gods down babeI don't want to bring your Gods down babeBecaus
e their armour and their crest cuts too deepAnd the cold landcliffs where they rest are far too steepBut I just wanna say to
you that like yourGods, your guilt and your beliefs I too wanna beWith you 'til the very end babe