Текст песни Christ in Hell

The king hás taken my soul And the hás set it free I can see the pain of the damned ones, in glory My proscribed soul hás finally found redemption Down-headed women pray They saw christ in hell Pierce the flesh , take off the eyes I paint a picture with blood Your blood, my blood, our blood Laughing at his words, my Water is your vinager His head on a tray Decorates my banquet Christ in hell Marking foreheads as I take your throughts away Give me the other side of you face, Through i hit you down your waist I give you my blood, so quench your thirst I give you my words that you can learn the way I hear your scream and i hit your the face, You smile