God Dethroned

What do you do when you lost faith?
Just pretend it`s nothing
A crown of thorns on your head
You are the king of the damned
Now you`re here, your body drained
A victim of betrayal by your own kind
They followed you, now they sold your soul to the devil
Theme: Delahaye
Rusty nails through your hands
Rusty nails through your soul
Rusty nails, spikes in your flesh
Rusty nails, blood in your eyes
After a day your body`s sore
Flies feasting on your body
Your mouth is dry, your brain is numb
Constant hallucinations
The criminals hanging next to you blabber all kinds of bullshit
It makes you crazy, it drives you mad
You wished them dead now don`t you?
Theme: Delahaye