| Pray for salvation you know it won’t come
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| Your lord is dead and you know he is gone
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| Live in a dream and refuse to wake up
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| Dead is your lord your savior is gone
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| No one can rise from that torture
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| Tortured ‘til death was your savior
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| Target his body with stones that we throw
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| Beaten with sticks, death to your lord
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| Dead is your lord, your lord is dead
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| Dead is your lord you know he can’t hear you
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| But still you continue to pray
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| Sinners, we shout for crucifixion
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| Witness his death by crucifixion
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| Nails through his body our pleasure his pain
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| Bleed for us sinners, die suffering
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| Dead is your lord, your lord is dead
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| Dead is your lord you know he can’t hear you
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| But still you continue to pray
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| The crucifixion must have been a paradise to see
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| Especially for the sinners proud sinners like me
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| Force this crown of thorns on the golden lords head
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| Let us celebrate cause Jesus is now dead
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| Hammer the nails through his hands
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| Hammer the nails through his feet
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| No one can rise from the dead
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| Dead is your lord, still you pray
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| Pray for salvation you know it won’t come
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| Your lord is dead and you know he is gone
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| Live in a dream and refuse to wake up
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| Dead is your lord your savior is gone
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| Dead is your lord, your lord is dead
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| Dead is your lord you know he can’t hear you
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| But still you continue to pray |