All lyrics and music written by and recorded by: Matt Odom
Hung With Nails
There he hangs, upon the cross
Bound and nailed, through hand and foot
Son of God but ruler or man
Maker of lies, now in disdain
I twist my blade
watch you cringe from the pain
Blood pours from the wounds
Spilling on my hands
Demonic minions rise from the fire and the night to take the blood drenched throne
Weak-minded sheep, following a spiteful liar
Truth shown, thru your deceiptful lies
Your tablet of false hope, crushed now, turned to dust
I light the fire 'neath your dead corpse
As you turn to dust, the air sweeps you away
You are nothing, a memory lost
Dead and gone, remembered not
Thorns now grow, where you were hung
One rule now, freedom from the lie!