A Clown of Thorns

Skyclad


Walking my personal Calvary mile to a do-it-yourself crucifixion,
It's a kingdom of clowns wearing martyrdom's frown
I must fight for my hammer and nails,
We're an endless procession of lost, dispossessed unbelievers
Whose prayers go unheard and unanswered,
(Unheard and unanswered like junk mail for Jesus).


Autor(es): Martin Walkyier