crucify the dead

the fire started long ago, the flames burned out, still embers glow, so charred and black, there's nothing left to burn, to burn, we had the same dream, lived life to extreme, a loaded gun jammed by a rose, the thorns are knots around your head, your ego cursed you till you bled, you cannot crucify the dead, to me you're dead, yeah, the future is unset in stone, decisions past leave you alone, betrayed us all with your own selfish greed, your greed, yeah, new soldiers now say, that your beggars collect, re-crucified and paid by you, the thorns are knots around your head, your ego cursed you till you bled, you cannot crucify the dead, to me you're dead, yeah, we were like brothers with the world in our hands, you always have too much to say, someday you look back and you wonder why, you let it all slip away, yeah, crucify the dead, crucify the dead, the thorns are knots around your head, your ego cursed you till you bled, you cannot crucify the dead, to me you're dead, yeah