You got spitted on with crown on your head
How much blood you've bled?
God is your father, oh almighty Isa
Suffering on the cross when the sky turns red!

How does it feel? To walk among the sacred ones
On the street of your almighty father
Believeing and pretending that you feel no fear
Crucifiction, destination, grace!

These scars you've earned, tells the truth
Inside this mecca of fucking hypocrisy
Knowing that this is a one pathetic lie
..and still you wanna die?

We all know the meaning ov your death
You rebate our sins, beyond your breath
You give us the bliss, you give us the feast
Perushim, the beasts?
As the sand flows through the hourglass
the moment, oh it will last
Mourn in you, mourn in us
Eyes full of hope, not really but dust

Do you feel ashamed?
Heading straight to the misery
Do you feel betrayed?
Disciple, sold your soul

Walking through the Via Dolorosa, every breath like a twisting blade
Walking through the Via Dolorosa, every step takes you closer to grace

Walking through the Via Dolorosa, every breath like a twisting blade
Walking through the Via Dolorosa, every step takes you closer to grace