(I Am) The Thorn in the Crown Lyrics

Nails through limbs of jewish king
Whire of thorns arround his head
On the cross between two thieves
He hangs dead
Blackened skies above the crowd
Hammer strikes still haunt their ears
As longinus takes step forward
With a spear
Sharp black pieces of hard wood
Pierce the head of the dead one
Drain the blood from the wounds
Of your savior

[Chorus]:
I am the thorn in the crown
All drenched in blood
I am the thorn in the crown
Of the son of god

Wrap the corpse and hide it well
Sanctify your martyr's way
Hope he keeps you safe from hell
Now you pray
Down the soil fed to worms
Decompose inti the earth
Save your prayers for your own
God is dead!
Carved into a piece of wood
Wooden pain twists his face
Empty eyes you seek for truth
Jesus saves

[Chorus]

Bow to sculptures...
Pray to wood...
Live to serve...
Die to rot...