Unorthodox کے بول

Hunt him down and all his advocates We’ll make him weak, his spirit we will bend Through breaking wheel, then to cucking stool of bane Brazen bull then wooden horse, we will show no remorse You torture me in vain, I won’t change, I won’t dismay I will endure the pain and unfaithful I’ll remain Blasphemy, only one thing remains You serve the cross or die a heretic (never) Tie him up to the pedestal of shame Let him burn, let all the world know that he’s been condemned You torture me in vain, I won’t change, I won’t dismay I will endure the pain and unfaithful I’ll remain They put a chain around his neck and sput upon his face They stripped him naked of his clothes and beat him gravely And then they led him to the stake, as his disciples cried Judge not lest ye be judged yourself, don’t take his life in vain