Crucified

Come a little closer with your thoughts of an insurrection

A little black mark in the book of your life could bring a change of your affection

Got an one track mind, it's a sign of the times, find a whole new revelation

Prime time, any time, pay the bailiff for your crime

Don't lose your concentration

No, No, No, I don't want to be crucified

Got a heavy cross to bear when there's salt in your lacerations

At least when I die I can look 'em in the eye, see them off to eternal damnation

See the bloodstained curtains in the temple of love

Where the truth is a state of your mind

Kneel down, kiss the ground, better never make a sound

How can they see when they're so damn blind?

Can you believe in something

Not fit for their consumption?

Hold on strong to the end

Use the force in the back of your mind

I can't accept what they say

I choose to go my own way

I don't want to be crucified

Flying high, sanctify, living a lie by the hand of intoxication

Under attack, see the scars on my back, think it's time for a needed vacation

No, No, No, I don't want to be crucified