Wounds Lyrics

Wounds

The son of light, lord of slaves
A reign in tyrant ways
Over centuries the
storys been told
Its time to let it go
For the legend comes with
pain
And his words are spread in vain
We are many standing strong
To
deny the holy son

The wounds of thine must vanish
The wounds of thine
shall disappear
The wounds of thine has put this world through
suffering

Crowned with thorns, the king of lies
Dead, never to
arise
Over centuries the lie has been told
Its time to let it go
For
the legend comes with pain
And his words are spread in vain
We are many
standing strong
To deny the holy son

The wounds of thine must
vanish
The wounds of thine shall disappear
The wounds of thine has put
this world through suffering