I remember the time
My brother died
I was on my way home
When I saw
The crusade of death
It was a mystery
It was f*ckin strange
I knew everybody
It was my family
In the crusade of death
I have a special gift
I should be proud
But I realise
That it must be the devils work
When I got home
I had to figure out
What had happened
It was a sign
Of the crusade of death
I have a special gift
I should be proud
But I realise
That it must be the devils work