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!!!