His eyes look toward the sun
Steel sunk in flesh
Nailed and dead on the cross
Flying, the vultures wait
The inert and bloody flesh
Already lacerated on the cross
And your perverse visions
He lies dead on the cross
To defy death
His eyes look toward the sun
Steel sunk in flesh
Nailed and dead on the cross
Flying, the vultures wait
The inert and bloody flesh
Already lacerated on the cross
Await his last breath