He was dragging the cross to the Place of Skulls

Through a crowd that mocked him with all different ways

Under the heavy burden he cried for help

He looked at my eyes, I spat on his face!



He was said to be saviour, a Son of God

Somehow he failed to save even his own ass

Or was it just a guestion of being a martyr,

an example of justness for the lower class?



I said keep on moving as he tried to rest

He said you keep moving too, until I return

With these words he cursed me, this Nazarene

And now I'm just waiting for this world to burn!



Forever I wander, forever alone

Until the Judgment Day I must walk here

On this piece of shit you call earth

But I don't fucking care because the end is near - ha!!!



Oh yeah, Jesus cast the spell

No sign of grace of God, he condemned me into this Hell

Until the end of the world I have to walk alone

Dear Lord I'm asking from you: did you cast the first stone?



Praise Jesus! And his forgiveness!!!