Nail by Nail
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I rise above the tide, every truth I deny
Holy man arrives, my virtue is your vice
I won't sell my soul to you at any cost
I was created in an image of my own
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
Is torment of my own
Like every heretic I bleed
I couldn't help being me
For no crime I suffer the loss
With strength upon my cross
Submit the saint – nail by nail
Stabbed in side, my arms taste iron
No Father takes the bowl away from me
No medicine can defeat my pain inside
One step closer I will kiss infinity
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
Is torment of my own
(Lead: Juho)
Soon comes flooding the passion of martyrdom
Only a heretic can be a saint, so strike me down
There's one god for me inside – myself
So the judgement is subjective when the hammer comes down
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
A word of your two-forked tongue
Like every heretic I bleed
I couldn't help being me
For no crime I suffer the loss
With strength upon my cross
Submit the saint – nail by nail
Holy man arrives, my virtue is your vice
I won't sell my soul to you at any cost
I was created in an image of my own
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
Is torment of my own
Like every heretic I bleed
I couldn't help being me
For no crime I suffer the loss
With strength upon my cross
Submit the saint – nail by nail
Stabbed in side, my arms taste iron
No Father takes the bowl away from me
No medicine can defeat my pain inside
One step closer I will kiss infinity
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
Is torment of my own
(Lead: Juho)
Soon comes flooding the passion of martyrdom
Only a heretic can be a saint, so strike me down
There's one god for me inside – myself
So the judgement is subjective when the hammer comes down
Every drop of blood
I shed just all alone
Every nail you drive into me
A word of your two-forked tongue
Like every heretic I bleed
I couldn't help being me
For no crime I suffer the loss
With strength upon my cross
Submit the saint – nail by nail
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