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