a man sat in his prison cell
they called him the king of jews
for the coming of his lord
a lord that isn't there when you are in need
you will die for his deeds
spreading your lies that too many believes
i know your name and your god i do hate
you will die upon your cross
amongst the other thieves
you will die upon your cross
amongst the other thieves
and it is time for you to die
still blinded by stupidity
walking down the streets of jerusalem
from the people you loved
spreading your lies that too many believes
i know your name and your god i do hate
you will die upon your cross
amongst the other thieves
a fake sat in his prison cell
they called him the king of jews
and every nail through his flesh is delivered by me
you will die upon your cross
amongst the other thieves