Believed by servants
They’ve no hope of death
Nothing but riddles
I won’t steal a victory
Burning is no answer
I’ve nothing to offer but blood
Then, on the third day
Begin to live at once
Rise, like lions after slumber
Who wants to be crucified?
Believed by servants
They’ve no hope of death
Nothing but riddles
I won’t steal a victory
Burning is no answer
I’ve nothing to offer but blood
Then, on the third day
Begin to live at once
Rise, like lions after slumber
Who wants to be crucified?