Cross of thorns

When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you
And young ones crying with their heads to their hands
When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful
You can't help thinking you've got blood on your hands
From a cross of thorns
Cross of thorns

Tongues of fire always talking
Wasted words that ring in my ears
We're still waiting, losing patience
With all the lies of four hundred years
I gotta tell ya there are no rules here
Sometimes I wonder, what goes on there, behind those eyes

When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you
And young ones crying with their heads in their hands
When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful
You can't help thinking you've got blood on your hands

We gave you yesterday and now you want today
Oh from the hands of death we take our daily bread
Now all we do is choke
And the words that you once spoke fade away
Fade away
Look at what you've done
It's a cross of thorns
Cross of thorns

Take away oh this cross of thorns
Look at what you've done, whoa
Look at what you've done
It's a cross of thorns