Crossfixation

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