I rest not, I sleep not, though they called off the hunt
I keep on sharpening the blade all day
And night falls, that shiver crawls up your neck
The hangman´s teasing, it´s the hangman´s season

My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
Must be all that lust you tried to cage

I fear not, I won´t tremble
This blade will plunge home
Straight to the soul, straight to the bone
We shall lower the rope once the neck has snapped
We will lower the ropes
And that will be the end of that
Man of the cross

My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
Must be all that lust you tried to cage

Watch all the lies you fed us fail

No one died for my sins
No one died for my sins
No one died for my sins
No one died for my sins just yet
No one died for my sins just yet
No one died for my sins just yet
No one died for my sins just yet
No one died for my sins just yet
Man of the cross, you bring no light (No one died)
Man of the cross, you bring no light
Man of the cross, you bring no light

My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
My holy sons, is this blood I taste?

Must be all that lust you tried to cage
My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
Must be all that lust you tried to cage
Watch all the lies you fed us fail