He was dragging the cross to the Place of Skulls Through a crowd that mocked him with all different ways Under the heavy burden he cried for help He looked at my eyes, I spat on his face! He was said to be saviour, a Son of God Somehow he failed to save even his own a** Or was it just a guestion of being a martyr, An example of justness for the lower cla**? I said keep on moving as he tried to rest He said you keep moving too, until I return With these words he cursed me, this Nazarene And now I'm just waiting for this world to burn! Forever I wander, forever alone Until the Judgment Day I must walk here On this piece of sh** you call earth But I don't f**ing care because the end is near - ha!!! Oh yeah, Jesus cast the spell No sign of grace of God, he condemned me into this Hell Until the end of the world I have to walk alone Dear Lord I'm asking from you: did you cast the first stone? Praise Jesus! And his forgiveness!!!