Thorn Crown

I fucking died on the cross for you

There was a god but he gave up

I fucking died on the cross for you

I am the bearer of the thorn crown

I fucking died on the cross for you

There was a god but he gave up

I fucking died on the cross for you

I am the bearer of the thorn crown

Here I lay, battered and broken

Nails pierce through the hands of god's only kin

Surrendered to the souls of this earth only to rise again

Naked and bruised, left to decay

Thе locust will feast on his flesh

Eyes gougеd by the deceit created by man

The blood under the cross creates the path to the holy one

The final sentiment to the fragmented and the failed beings

Scorned by those who refused to see the sacred light

Bloodstained commandments of faith

He is renounced by his own

The kingdom of god is attained only through sacrifice

Stoned for your sins, surrendering flesh in the name of faith

The skin is flayed from Christ's face

The scars that remain are a testament to the immortality of the lamb of God

And the mortals ineradicable capacity to deliver torment for what they believe

I fucking died on the cross for you

There was a god but he gave up

I fucking died on the cross for you

I am the bearer of the thrown crown

I fucking died on the cross for you

There was a god but he gave up

I fucking died on the cross for you

I am the bearer of the thrown crown

The blood stained cross, the fall of all humanity's faith

The sins of man absorbed through the bones of the holy one

Watch the blood flow

Watch the blood flow