Crucified — текст песни (All)

Unaware and all alone
his faith is god and he has none
beaten down, torn apart, bleeding hands

(chorus):
Was I the first to be crucified
king of fools or king of pride
I`ll be the next to be crucified

Salvation is clawing at my back
temptation is tearing through the cracks
frustration is always bringing me back

(chorus)

Cast a light left and right
searching high and low
just to find my place
ere and dale, no avail
it`s a race to the death

It`s a loss of faith