Crossfixation کے بول

Golgata lies silent And the sand has drunk the blood Black is the wind which make the crosses sway Life stabwounds to the skin Crossfixation Crossfixation Human ornamentation, a ghastly vauderville Had to entertain the masses Had to keep them in fear Crosses lean on these baren hills, Daily tribunals daily kills Crossfixation Crossfixation Crossfixation Last of days sands of time running fast Drag my cross thru the mob Whipped and chained... dying young, dying young... Dying young! Blood and sweat - blinds my eyes - No one weeps, no one cares Count my steps up the hill - drag my cross... Drag my cross Nails are driven deep thru my limbs - I'm hung to die, left in the sun to dry!! Crossfixation Crossfixation