Tekst:The cold wind of death

Makes you freeze to the bone

The scary final breath

Leaves only cuts in the stone

[Bridge:]</i> Fear the unknown spheres - of death and decay

Incite the superstition - the booty of fear

[Chorus:]</i> Your book of God - a book of lies

Your hero's death - brought us a 1,000 cries!

Nailed to the cross <i>[x3]

Nailed to the fuckin' cross!

They use fear like the press

In the book of deceit

Kneel down and confess

Weak losers need to retreat

[Repeat bridge]

[Repeat chorus]

The sign of the cross is the sign of war

The holy symbol has been used for more

Since we remember his promotion campaign

Is collecting lost souls for a unholy aim!

Greedy bastards with blood on their hands

Hiding in churches and loosing their stand

Your book of God - a book of lies

Your hero's death - brought us a 1,000 cries!

Nailed to the cross <i>[x7]

Nailed - failed - nailed

Nailed to the cross

Nailed - failed - nailed

Nailed to the fuckin' cross!