Gutted Corpse

Prisoner Of The Cross

Gutted Corpse


You live in the tunnels of present-day
Possessed by fear of tomorrow
He'll come to you to take your body
To avenge his suffer on the cross

You cannot yield to his rules
And to get the handcuffs of hypocrisy
So pull yourself out and go to the darkness
Crushing slavery of the lies

You - prisoner of the cross - accused of crime which you didn't commit. look at another side and fall down on the knees if you'll see emancipator of nations

Set free from god's jail
You're crushing the decalog
And follow your own way which is called left hand path