Here In After

Nailed  To  Gold  -  Immolation

  As  if  they  were  tearing  through  my  flesh,  it  was  embedded  in  my  mind

  That  Jesus  died  for  me...  How  foolish  can  they  be

  As  if  they  were  tearing  through  my  flesh,  it  was  embedded  in  my  mind

  Jesus  didn't  die  for  me...

  Jesus  died

  How  foolish  can  they  be  to  worship  such  a  king

  Who  was  crowned  and  hung  between  two  thieves

  In  hopes  of  his  return,  we  congregate  in  prayer

  faith  A  so  strong  it  obscured  us  from  the  truth

  Your  cross  was  my  enslaver

  Nails  that  held  me  close

  Your  precious  blood  was  shed

  And  I  don't  accept  your  pain

  Monarch  of  deceit  on  a  cross  of  hope  and  fear

  Not  a  symbol  of  your  sanctity  But  a  reminder  of  your  defeat

  As  you  were  nailed  and  killed

  So  were  we  nailed  to  gold

  We  live  upon  your  cross  and  bear  this  guilt  for  you  How  foolish  can  they  be  to  w  orship  such  a  king  Who  was  crowned  and  hung  between  two  thieves  As  nailed  you  and  were  killed  So  were  we  nailed  to  gold