Jesus Wept - Acheron

OH I HEAR THE HOLY BLASPHEMIES

THEY ARE CALLING FROM INSIDE OF ME

VISIONS THAT MY MIND DOES CRAVE

VIOLATING CHRIST

TORTURE THAT SEEMS TO BE SO REAL

TRUE PAIN THAT BASTARD MUST NOW FEEL

VARIOUS ACTS OF HATE ARE PLAYING

WITHIN MY BRAIN

JESUS WEPT, SUFFERS IN PAIN

THIS DREAM-LIKE PLEASURE I MUST SUSTAIN

JESUS WEPT, NO MERCY SHOWN

WELCOME TO MY MIND

ONCE AGAIN TO BE CRUCIFIED

THROUGH MY WILL HE SHALL ABIDE

I’M THE MASTER AND THE MAKER

OF THIS MENTAL BLISS

PSYCHOTIC THOUGHTS, SICK FANTASY

HIS BLOOD SPLIT BRINGS ECSTASY

NO SALVATION FROM MY MORBID

VISIONS OF DELIGHT

A SCOURGE TEARING FLESH OFF HIS BONES

IN ANGUISH HE CRAWLS THEN HE MOANS

AS WE MOCK HIS HOLY TITLE

«THE SON OF GOD»

THROWING STONES AT THIS KING OF KINGS

AGONY IS WHAT HIS FATE BRINGS

NAILING HIM TO THE CROSS AGAIN

UNLEASHING HELL

JESUS WEPT, SUFFERS IN PAIN

THIS DREAM-LIKE PLEASURE I MUST SUSTAIN

JESUS WEPT, NO MERCY SHOWN

WELCOME TO MY MIND

CROWN OF SPIKES DRIVEN IN HIS HEAD

WISHING THAT HE WERE DEAD

EYE LIDS REMOVED TO WITNESS

ALL THAT I CREATE

SHARP HOOKS RIP AND PULL HIS SKIN

SALT IN WOUNDS, INSERTED PINS

NO SALVATION FROM MY MORBID

VISIONS OF DELIGHT

NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP

I DREAM YOUR LORD’S PAIN I’LL KEEP

AND IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE

MAY HE ROT FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!