Arms of the Cross

Take a look to the sky
Pain don’t make your father cry
Salvation for your lambs
Compulsion or Bad plan
Innocence it’s not enough
Crowd scream sounds like bloody growl x2
Too many voices in your head
Just confess that you remorse
Admit that you became mad
They will take you there by force
Admit that you are insane
They want me to crucify you
And we will end all the pain
Bow for the crowd
Every lashing make us shout
Crown of thorns like a sign
Sign how soon you will die
Too many voices in your head
Just confess that you remorse
Admit that you became mad
They will take you there by force
Admit that you are insane
They want me to crucify you
And we will end all the pain
Crucify him
Crawl, crawl on the mountain peak
Where lies the throne of suffering
Crawl, crawl on the mountain peak
Where lies the cross of suffering