well we might think our world is dead

with visits from the devils

these white-men who came with their guns of hate

yes the one’s who came as men of God

came here to face us with their evils

bringing white sails and loaded guns

to kill to rape and plunder

with mission-men who brought The Book

they came with words of thunder

and so they savaged all they took

for their whim was to make us suffer

to suffer for their savage nation to grow

ever onwards to be called Australia

with God’s word they killed some more

and use His name to make us bow

embrace their church and know his law

to not be here yet be their mill-stone

as vermin they killed us mob by mob

yet now they want our souls down-under

in strength our struggle is our Country

so strongly we challenged the man-god laws

owned by white-men His law decided

who we are and where we go

we see their washed hands still unclean

from the things they did in man-god’s name

look at the tracks to their savage lair

where priestly man-gods say God is truth

and the white-men say that we must follow

and so we follow with grace in struggle

our journey takes us to see your white-man gods

where we can see men in the papal bull

yes the papal bull’s words that lie in thunder

making secret miracles from twisted words

they pressure down on their true believers

on these good church people true to all

accepting all people in their churches

until the man-gods judged their very souls

and the papal Horn made their blood to flow

for they could kill and rape and plunder

like those before them who ruled with power

these man-gods came with evil doings

they saved the priests who loved their man-god

priests who did things and the children cried

the men’s plan blocks their women’s pathways

for they did as they did to save their image

and save the ones with privileged powers

ordaining men alone to talk with God

giving the men power over unbelievers

while the world watches evil in the churches rituals

we now see blackfellas following to find a new peace

in our peaceful ways we went for hope in God

our mob followed churches the men-gods made for us

yes we followed them through to see their popes

we followed a trail they left in His words

those twisted words the popes do tell

we followed their tracks into the centre

the man-god tracks to the Vatican tomb

going down where they keep their secrets

down deep in the dungeons far below

again we saw those words so wicked

down in the tomb with the popes of old

there we see the Horns in golden glory

these are the Horns where popes will pray

a pope will pray and so his priests will

forever to hold His law in their Book of God

to carry his words for all believers

believing a lie through a man-god’s magic

making God in man then twisting the image

while they all sit here with a secret God

the Horns hold secrets of men-god savages

in Satan’s tomb where His Horns are revered

we watch this lie where white-man is God now

where all believers  see the lie as true

the madness is in believing the lie of magic

you white-men expect gratitude for all you did us

and you tell us to believe a man-god lie

to believe He is God alone and mighty

to love Him and cherish Him as the God on high

you lead us on a path where we are the strangers

and we see the evil forces that we must challenge

in your Australia we look and see hate and misery

and you feel our struggle against man-god magic

in our struggle for freedom in the natural world

with strength of Country we have powers from way back

to force truth from the lips of your man-god priests

who’s snouts in troughs sated savage cravings

we will force them and push them in the public eye

until the horns are broken into millions of shards

and in our time we will deliver our sermon of Country

our words of wisdom in the patterns of knowing

of a Country old with our stories to tell you

to end man-gods rule and the savage priesthoods

until nothing is left of your disciples of Satan

and freedom is our Mother set in Country we know.