Crown of Thorns - Sinister

Enjoy your pain

While marching to your death

With a punctured skull

With spines in the head

The stabbing needles

Make the blood flow

Defeated by cruelty

No sorrow for your goals

Thy fallen kingdom

Your bloody passion

The massacre is complete

After years of repression

Walk the road to perdition

In your blood-soaked dress

With a heavy load

Your life is in distress

Cherish death

The head deformed

A battered skull

The crown is thorned

Crown of thorns

Crown of thorns