Crossfixation

Golgata lies silent

And the sand has drunk the blood

Black is the wind which make the crosses sway

Life stabwounds to the skin

Crossfixation

Crossfixation

Human ornamentation, a ghastly vauderville

Had to entertain the masses

Had to keep them in fear

Crosses lean on these baren hills,

Daily tribunals daily kills

Crossfixation

Crossfixation

Crossfixation

Last of days sands of time running fast

Drag my cross thru the mob

Whipped and chained... dying young, dying young... Dying young!

Blood and sweat - blinds my eyes -

No one weeps, no one cares

Count my steps up the hill - drag my cross...

Drag my cross

Nails are driven deep thru my limbs -

I'm hung to die, left in the sun to dry!!

Crossfixation

Crossfixation

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