Nailed to the Cross

Come on through the gate of life o' ancient ones
Come with me to rule what is and what will be
Come with me to nail all good up on the cross
Come with me to laugh at who is up above
This is not hypocrisy this is only blasphemy
Death to all the blessed ones now we hail the evil ones
Nobody can disrupt me, I am one inside of me
If I fail in my own quest the ancient ones will be put to rest
All the work cannot be done without your wrath
You will rise up through the gate and assist me
Nailed to the cross you will not see what has come for you
Nailed to the cross you won’t believe what’ll be done to you
The good of man will be through holes in their hands
Blasphemy to god and all of his precious sons
Pray to kutulu to spare your life
The haunting, the counting of time slips by
The feeling of dying, hung from a pole
The priesthood, the church of christianity no more
(Solo — Billy)
This is not hypocrisy this is only blasphemy
Death to all the blessed ones now we hail the evil ones
Nobody can disrupt me, I am one inside of me
If I fail in my own quest the ancient ones will be put to rest