Oh you will love the suffering
We will put you thru
Claiming to be the people's prophet
Deceiving mad carpenter
And now on the way to Golgotha
Whipped, spat at, humiliated
Born of whore
Vultures are circulating around
As you are dying
Boner-biting bastard christ
Cum-swallowing
And now dying at Golgotha
Beaten, laughed at, violated
Son of dog
[Cho:] The heat was like from 1000 suns
As you were nailed to the cross
Shit was running down on your legs
You were hating life and yourself
No magic tricks to save your ass
It is the day of reckoning
Questioning your existence
On the eve of death
And now dead at Golgotha
Raped, impaled, mutilated
False saviour
[Repeat chorus]
Impaled Nazarene - Via Dolorosa Lyrics
Impaled Nazarene - Via Dolorosa Lyrics
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Oh you will love the suffering
We will put you thru
Claiming to be the people's prophet
Deceiving mad carpenter
And now on the way to Golgotha
Whipped, spat at, humiliated
Born of whore
Vultures are circulating around
As you are dying
Boner-biting bastard christ
Cum-swallowing
And now dying at Golgotha
Beaten, laughed at, violated
Son of dog
[Cho:] The heat was like from 1000 suns
As you were nailed to the cross
Shit was running down on your legs
You were hating life and yourself
No magic tricks to save your ass
It is the day of reckoning
Questioning your existence
On the eve of death
And now dead at Golgotha
Raped, impaled, mutilated
False saviour
[Repeat chorus]
We will put you thru
Claiming to be the people's prophet
Deceiving mad carpenter
And now on the way to Golgotha
Whipped, spat at, humiliated
Born of whore
Vultures are circulating around
As you are dying
Boner-biting bastard christ
Cum-swallowing
And now dying at Golgotha
Beaten, laughed at, violated
Son of dog
[Cho:] The heat was like from 1000 suns
As you were nailed to the cross
Shit was running down on your legs
You were hating life and yourself
No magic tricks to save your ass
It is the day of reckoning
Questioning your existence
On the eve of death
And now dead at Golgotha
Raped, impaled, mutilated
False saviour
[Repeat chorus]
Writer: MIKLOS ROZSA
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC