Relics of rust
And blood, which means a lot
Every inch in holy flesh
The hammer driven by my hand
A nail which built new world
A nail which killed the lord of hosts
A sacrifice for all mankind
A moment that makes us hide
As a common man
I don’t understand
How many times we praise death
Truth nailed
Down - weeping sound
In martyr’s face, it’s just a disgrace
In martyr’s phase - we all try to live
One nail for your sins
One nail, cause you’re not a king
One more before you die
And mankind falls into your lies
Triumphant feast, triumphant feast
For martyrs and priests
Triumphant feast, triumphant feast
For the one crucified
I am the hammer and the nails
I am the mankind’s every sin
I am the hammer and the nails
All the pain in my skin
Accusation, my crown of thorns
Take a bite of my precious blood
Joy of Easter, joy of death
Fairytale - just celebrate...
I am the hammer and the nails
I am the mankind’s every sin
I am the hammer and the nails
All the pain in my skin
Triumphant feast, triumphant feast
Triumphant feast, triumphant feast
For martyrs and priests...
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