give me your cross and crown of thorns
I'll show you how it was meant to be worn.
string up my entrails for the whole world to see.
drive nails through my hands, wrist and feet.
the media will cover it, they're on the scene.
every crack of the whip on you'll see on TV.
they'll cheer, they'll scream, just like the first.
only this time be expecting the worst.
just like Jesus when he rose from his tomb.
beware of my coming, I only bring doom..
