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The nazarene is abandoned, alone and afraid
He knows that his end is coming
And the pain will overcome pride

Feeling hope… but that is not the truth
Will be delivered to the worm
Your soul is worth nothing
And feeling only loneliness

The justice being done, the false prophet condemned
Waiting for a miracle that won't come
The incompetence suspensed in a tree
Feel the pain of loneliness

Looking at his own blood, feeling cold,
Images pass before his very eyes
Ended up, no return, salvation not come
His suffering and sacrifice, it was all in vain.
Lift your head, I give you an option
Show me your face and will wipe away your tears

Come feel the freedom, breaking free of all false holy promises
Shoot down the hostile theological laws,
Because this is your last chance to life.

The justice being done, the false prophet condemned
Waiting for a miracle that won't come
The incompetence suspensed in a tree
Feel the pain of loneliness.

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