Acheron - İnri (false Prophet) - Sözleri

You have been judged on your own accordOur final word seals your fateKing of the Jews, the son of GodNow condemned to death and hateINRI, INRI, false prophetCarry the cross upon your backAnd take it to where you'll dieA crown of thorns, for you dear kingWith the other filth, be crucifiedINRI, INRI, false prophetTaste the blood that trickes from your ravaged browAs the sands of time run outLord of nothing is what we consider youFor victory is truly oursNow you die


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