| Song | Nailed To Gold |
| Artist | Immolation |
| Album | Here In After |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Immolation | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| That Jesus died for me... | |
| How foolish can they be | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| Jesus didn't die for me... | |
| Jesus died | |
| How foolish can they be to worship such a king | |
| Who was crowned and hung between two thieves | |
| In hopes of his return, we congregate in prayer | |
| A faith so strong it obscured us from the truth | |
| Your cross was my enslaver | |
| Nails that held me close | |
| Your precious blood was shed | |
| And I don't accept your pain | |
| Monarch of deceit on a cross of hope and fear | |
| Not a symbol of your sanctity | |
| But a reminder of your defeat | |
| As you were nailed and killed | |
| So were we nailed to gold | |
| We live upon your cross and bear this guilt for you |
| zuo qu : Immolation | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| That Jesus died for me... | |
| How foolish can they be | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| Jesus didn' t die for me... | |
| Jesus died | |
| How foolish can they be to worship such a king | |
| Who was crowned and hung between two thieves | |
| In hopes of his return, we congregate in prayer | |
| A faith so strong it obscured us from the truth | |
| Your cross was my enslaver | |
| Nails that held me close | |
| Your precious blood was shed | |
| And I don' t accept your pain | |
| Monarch of deceit on a cross of hope and fear | |
| Not a symbol of your sanctity | |
| But a reminder of your defeat | |
| As you were nailed and killed | |
| So were we nailed to gold | |
| We live upon your cross and bear this guilt for you |
| zuò qǔ : Immolation | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| That Jesus died for me... | |
| How foolish can they be | |
| As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind | |
| Jesus didn' t die for me... | |
| Jesus died | |
| How foolish can they be to worship such a king | |
| Who was crowned and hung between two thieves | |
| In hopes of his return, we congregate in prayer | |
| A faith so strong it obscured us from the truth | |
| Your cross was my enslaver | |
| Nails that held me close | |
| Your precious blood was shed | |
| And I don' t accept your pain | |
| Monarch of deceit on a cross of hope and fear | |
| Not a symbol of your sanctity | |
| But a reminder of your defeat | |
| As you were nailed and killed | |
| So were we nailed to gold | |
| We live upon your cross and bear this guilt for you |