Texty: Grave Digger. The Last Supper. Crucified.

What a fool I'm, what a helpless soul
Why I betray him, they are on patrol
What can I do to solve my consciences
It seems that I have to carry the consequences

I'm sitting here, my life is past
I'm wasted my time to heal mankind
I'm waiting here for the final court
I'm knowing now my time is short

Through iron bars I see the cross
They built it upon the hill
They're sharpen the nails to pierce my hands
They plait the crown of thorns

Father tell me what went wrong
My whole life my faith was strong
Father tell me why should I die
This screaming mob yells crucify
My curse comes true I have to die
Why I am crucified

The walls around me cold and grey
Cramp my soul, nothing more to say
I gave my life for the human brood
But they've payed me in blood

With open eyes I confront my fate
I feel no fear, I fell no hate
My death should be a testament
With that my light always shines

Father tell me what went wrong
My whole life my faith was strong
Father tell me why should I die
This screaming mob yells crucify
My curse comes true I have to die
Why I am crucified

Father tell me what went wrong
My whole life my faith was strong
Father tell me why should I die
This screaming mob yells crucify
My curse comes true I have to die
Why I am crucified