God Dethroned - Rusty Nails Lyrics
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Rusty Nails
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What Are The Lyrics For Rusty Nails By God Dethroned?
What do you do when you lost faith?
Just pretend it's nothing A crown of thorns on your head You are the King of the Damned Now you're here, your body drained A victim of betrayal by your own kind They followed you, now they sold your soul to the devil Rusty nails through your hands Rusty nails through your soul Rusty nails, spikes in your flesh Rusty nails, blood in your eyes After a day your body's sore Flies feasting on your body Your mouth is dry, your brain is numb Constant hallucinations The criminals hanging next to you blabber all kinds of bullshit It makes you crazy, it drives you mad You wished them dead now don't you? Rusty nails through your hands Rusty nails through your soul Rusty nails, spikes in your flesh Rusty nails, blood drips in your eyes Long was the walk through Jerusalem Dragging the cross all through the streets Lost all contact with sanity Hallucinations torture your feeble mind Temptations of lust and blasphemy Sucked dry by the whores of Babylon Rusty nails through your hands Rusty nails through your soul Rusty nails, spikes in your flesh Rusty nails, blood drips in your eyes Rusty nails through your hands Rusty nails through your soul Rusty nails, rusty nails Rusty nails |
Who Wrote Rusty Nails By God Dethroned?
Arien Van Weesenbeek, Berthus Westerhuys, Henri Sattler
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What's The Duration Of The Rusty Nails By God Dethroned?The duration of Rusty Nails is 6:03 minutes and seconds. |
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