The second coming of Christ hasn't come though 2000 years has passed since he died The conclusion is clear You can not deny that he died for good
Come, if you dare Come, you son of a bitch Come, we'll nail you again Come, show us your strength
Bleed from the artery As you han in there and weep Death is always final Like in your case
They say you were son of some god What I have seen will not underline that Promised land or your second coming Will not, ever, happen
I see people have trust in your words what a shame that they can't think on their own I can see the panic in their eyes when they'll notice, they'll die like others Where are you then when your lambs need you? Stupid fuckers
They kill for your sake but still you stay away from there They have done all that could be done so your coming would be easy Fly here with your armies of angels so I can taste their blood What could be better, than eat the flesh of the saint?
Come, if you dare Come, you son of a bitch Come, we'll nail you again Come, show us your strengthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
