Crown Of Thorns

Dark Avenger

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    Dark Avenger
    - With the roman naves disembarked a rape, a risen shadow in wooden shaped, the Littles' fall on bent knees, was not the worse war injury?

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    - There were a pack of roman priests, to heathen faith they rose the fists, with lies and tricks worship a cross, imposing them some serious loss. Pendragon King they used to hoax, with groaning greed spoiling folks, with moaning chants rosary in hand, the Little ones ask 'till when they'll stand.

    The Roman Priests (Personifying Christ's last moments)
    Lacerating pain
    Sticking down into my wounded skull it hurts
    I raise my eyes to the sky to see the Lord
    but they seem so turbid by the red blood of thorns
    Eli, Eli why did you leave me so alone
    Here in this cross?
    Upon my head I feel the heft of all their sins
    I've tasted the whip of their hatred on my back

    My arms are open wide
    My bones were broken down
    And here upon my head lies a crown of thorns

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    I tried to make them see
    Their eyes so blind guide them right into the hell
    Words ain't enough to show the truth the Pharisees
    Ask for my blood to bath the cross in the name of God
    See, see the end is so near
    There will be no more return
    You've thrown the dice, you've played the game
    Satan has won
    You've lost your souls to whoredom

    My arms are open wide
    My bones were broken down
    And here upon my head lies a crown of thorns

    " Judica me Domine et discerne causam meam
    De gente non sancta ab homine
    iniquo et doloso erue me
    Quia tu es, Deus, fortitudo mea
    Quare me repullisti, et quare tristis incedo
    dum affligit me inimicus?

    There's enough promiscuity
    Many promises were broken
    They've violated thy holy name
    Before the dark altar of satan
    God don't allow the heathens stain thy holy name
    Thy holy church must prevail
    With pain and hate whatever it takes
    I swear o Lord I'll be thy hand
    Who's gonna save their lost souls
    See my struggle within my heart
    I will prevail, I must not die
    Grant me wash their souls away
    Into the blood of their sins
    The time is short and running low
    Satan lives like yesterday!

    My arms are open wide my
    Bones were broken down
    And here upon my head lies
    A crown of thorns
    A crown of thorns
    Crown of thorns!

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