| Song | Nailed |
| Artist | Theocracy |
| Album | As the World Bleeds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’ve been working for my whole life to get to the other side | |
| And try to achieve true righteousness | |
| All the scourges and whips I cracked | |
| The flesh I ripped off my back | |
| It only led me to emptiness | |
| Here I am, a broken man who’s done all that a man could do | |
| And found that it’s only filthy rags | |
| Monasteries, religious schools, indulgences, laws and rules | |
| It all added up to nothing and darkness and death | |
| Vanity, Heartache, and emptiness | |
| Efforts all fading away | |
| The flesh and defeat that it brings | |
| ‘Till You guide me and show me things | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door | |
| Nailed these ninety-five things I’ve learned | |
| They’ll say that I must be burned | |
| For God has no place for heretics | |
| All the things that they try to sell | |
| It’s trickery straight from Hell | |
| To turn it into a den of thieves | |
| See these madmen peddling the wares of dead men’s souls | |
| Collecting on a debt already paid so long ago | |
| There’s fire in my spirit, and fire in their eyes | |
| For now they’ll want to burn me alive | |
| Yet freedom rings | |
| Unworthiness is all I bring | |
| The blood of Christ is all I claim | |
| This grace revealed everything | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door |
| I' ve been working for my whole life to get to the other side | |
| And try to achieve true righteousness | |
| All the scourges and whips I cracked | |
| The flesh I ripped off my back | |
| It only led me to emptiness | |
| Here I am, a broken man who' s done all that a man could do | |
| And found that it' s only filthy rags | |
| Monasteries, religious schools, indulgences, laws and rules | |
| It all added up to nothing and darkness and death | |
| Vanity, Heartache, and emptiness | |
| Efforts all fading away | |
| The flesh and defeat that it brings | |
| ' Till You guide me and show me things | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door | |
| Nailed these ninetyfive things I' ve learned | |
| They' ll say that I must be burned | |
| For God has no place for heretics | |
| All the things that they try to sell | |
| It' s trickery straight from Hell | |
| To turn it into a den of thieves | |
| See these madmen peddling the wares of dead men' s souls | |
| Collecting on a debt already paid so long ago | |
| There' s fire in my spirit, and fire in their eyes | |
| For now they' ll want to burn me alive | |
| Yet freedom rings | |
| Unworthiness is all I bring | |
| The blood of Christ is all I claim | |
| This grace revealed everything | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door |
| I' ve been working for my whole life to get to the other side | |
| And try to achieve true righteousness | |
| All the scourges and whips I cracked | |
| The flesh I ripped off my back | |
| It only led me to emptiness | |
| Here I am, a broken man who' s done all that a man could do | |
| And found that it' s only filthy rags | |
| Monasteries, religious schools, indulgences, laws and rules | |
| It all added up to nothing and darkness and death | |
| Vanity, Heartache, and emptiness | |
| Efforts all fading away | |
| The flesh and defeat that it brings | |
| ' Till You guide me and show me things | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door | |
| Nailed these ninetyfive things I' ve learned | |
| They' ll say that I must be burned | |
| For God has no place for heretics | |
| All the things that they try to sell | |
| It' s trickery straight from Hell | |
| To turn it into a den of thieves | |
| See these madmen peddling the wares of dead men' s souls | |
| Collecting on a debt already paid so long ago | |
| There' s fire in my spirit, and fire in their eyes | |
| For now they' ll want to burn me alive | |
| Yet freedom rings | |
| Unworthiness is all I bring | |
| The blood of Christ is all I claim | |
| This grace revealed everything | |
| That my eyes have never seen before | |
| As I burst forth from the belly of the beast | |
| Never fight it anymore | |
| For the burden on my life has been released | |
| Nail it to the door |