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Look at you now, exalted no more
Scorching's left your blood soaked into the floor
For having the sight you will pay a heavy price
Martyr for mankind, contrived sacrifice
Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away
I'll bring the suffering
Let all your children pray, I don't come their way
I'll crucify the king
Look at you now, you pathetic little man
With spear I pierce your hide, destiny in my hand
For all mine have lost your fate will intertwine
Your death will polarize, resurrection will divide
Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away
I'll bring the suffering
Let all your children pray, I don't come their way
I'll crucify the king
Like all false seers you're formed to fit the plan
Unsuspecting pawns to the detriment of man
And as your worlds collide war will bring the suffering
And to that end I'll crucify, I'll crucify the king
Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away
I'll bring the suffering
Let all your children pray, I don't come their way
I'll crucify the king
- Album:
- Icecross
- Plagues of Babylon
- The Plagues EP
- Iced Earth
- Miscellaneous
- Dystopia
- Festival Of The Wicked
- Burnt Offerings
- Night of the Stormrider
- The Crucible Of Man
- The Glorious Burden
- Farming Armageddon (Something Wicked Part 1)
- Horror Show
- Framing Armageddon (Something Wicked Part 1)
- Psychotic Dreams
- Something Wicked This Way Comes
- The Dark Saga
- The Melancholy EP
- Tribute To The Gods
- The Glorious Burden (Special Edition)