Nailed to the Cross

The cold wind of death

Makes you freeze to the bone

The scary final breath

Leaves only cuts in the stone

Fear the unknown spheres

Of death and decay

Incite the superstition

The booty of fear

Your book of God

A book of lies

Your hero's death

Brought us a 1,000 cries

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the fuckin' cross

They use fear like the press

In the book of deceit

Kneel down and confess

Weak losers need to retreat

Fear the unknown spheres

Of death and decay

Incite the superstition

The booty of fear

Your book of God

A book of lies

Your hero's death

Brought us a 1,000 cries

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the fuckin' cross

The sign of the cross is the sign of war

The holy symbol has been used for more

Since we remember his promotion campaign

Is collecting lost souls for a unholy aim

Greedy bastards with blood on their hands

Hiding in churches and loosing their stand

Your book of God

A book of lies

Your hero's death

Brought us a 1,000 cries

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed to the cross

Nailed failed nailed

Nailed to the cross

Nailed failed nailed

Nailed to the fuckin' cross