The Tricifixion of Swine lyrics

Awkward passage to Asgard's halls Illuminated by the cartilage of saints Portions of the past rekindled Constructing the final chapter of the saga God fell to his weak knees The weight of the wooded icon was unbereable He glanced at the laughing crowd One final prayer for ill tempered heretics The tricifixion of swine Townsfolk sought justice through the hammer The Jew slave was pinned up for display Red win dripped down his virulent spine Angelic powers rendered useless The tricifixion of swine No reason to dig him a grave An honorless Hebrew deserves not a pyre He possessed none of the elegiac magnificence That breeds among the neo-paganists It was the tricifixion of swine