Your Pain Is Not For Me

Leading in a dark embrace

I look to your tormented face

You want to stand in my stead

Your pain is not for me!

You will fall!

Down the cross!

Demise of the crown!

I'm your thorn!

Praise me!

I am first who'll kill your sacrifice

Praise me!

You welcome death with open arms

Blood runs like a rain, to inundate your pain

You are masochist? You're suffering, from my sins

I'm tread upon your flesh

To hear your silence breath

I see you feeble creep

Your pain will never be for me!

You will fall!

Down the cross!

Demise of the crown!

I'm your thorn!

Praise me!

I am first who'll kill your sacrifice

Praise me!

You welcome death with open arms

Praise me!