Man of the Cross (feat. Jérôme Reuter)

I rest not, I sleep not, lonely, cold of the heart
 I keep on sharpening the blade all day
 The night falls, that shiver crawls up your neck
 The hideman's teasing, it's the hideman's season
 My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
 Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
 My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
 Must be all that lust you try to cage
 I fear not, I won't tremble
 This blade will plunge home
 Straight to the soul, straight to the bone
 We shall roll the rope once the neck has snapped
 We will roll the ropes
 And that will be the end of that man of the cross
 My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
 Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
 My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
 Must be all that lust you try to cage
 Watch all the lies you fed us fail
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 No one died for my sins
 No one died for my sins
 No one died for my sins
 No one died for my sins just yet
 No one died for my sins just yet
 No one died for my sins just yet
 No one died for my sins just yet
 No one died for my sins just yet
 Man on the cross, you bring no light (No one died)
 Man of the cross, you bring no light
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 Man of the cross, you bring no light
 My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
 Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
 My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
 Must be all that lust you try to cage
 My holy sons, can you feel the rage?
 Now just watch me hold that blade you crave
 My holy sons, is this blood I taste?
 Must be all that lust you try to cage
 Watch all the lies you fed us fail