Damned by the Judges - Holy Terror

The ancient parchment, unrolled before me

Hands of unseen pull in greed

Calmly, opened up before me

Nurturing a burning need

Once a dream I know the moment

Free for now, but fading fast

Unprepared I gaze upon that which brings forbidden sight

Blind my eyes, lights so bright

The penalty of fools who try

In vain to do what greater men have failed

The penalty of fools who try

In vain to do what greater men have failed

Into the wooden cross be nailed

Damned by judges

Sentenced by the court of law

Innocence, no longer matters

Helpless in my pleas for justice

Decisions, from the pharisees

Condemned, without a chance to prove

Truth, is just a changing thought

Controlled by those who take, for them and

Kept by wealthy lie protection

Vaults hold sacred shrines of power

Enforced by violent truths that change

Fitting different lies to have

A way to break the common man

Thrown in cells to keep the order

Sentenced there by stronger hands