Roman Troops Crawling to Jerusalem Their swords shine Meeting the head of christ's followers
Anger is the only feel As the warriors are on their way To torture the liar Who fooled an entire generation
Lust Sins Wine Death
Galloping in their horses Crossing the deserts Chewing bones to survive
Jesus, the true son of Asmodeus Wrote his destiny He tries to ask for help from God But death is an inevitable fate
Lust Sins Wine Death
Tied by spikes and nails to a crucifix A crazy man dies among the innocent Begging for mercy Never seen again Myths are written
The legend of a clown who died for our sins Now his own followers rape others in his behalf
Lust, to People Sins, to the church Wine, your poison Death, to PreachersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
