Holy harcore jesus christ Knocking our religious life Live by Crass, die by the sword We're punk rock servants of the lord You say that all you want is peace The Bible preaches anarchy You say that God does not exist You stupid punker - look at the mess you're in It's holy harcore! Moshin to the harcore hymns The altar boys are in the pit The deacon's skankin in the pews I got a bible and I don't need you Our hair is spiked we're on our knees Combat boots upon our feet Open bible, turn the page The Reverend Spike is dicing off the stage