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• Artiste: Wizzard
• Titre: Vultures Over Golgotha
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Laughter and joy up on the hill Where the soldiers lift up the cross No more disciples to the wanna-be-king The gathering darkness does no augur well To the son of god they said he was His bones will end up sunbathing on the hill Hear the Metal thunder, birds with hunger At least your life wasn't in vain Circling above, their hunger grows Your flesh will disappear like down a drain Feel the Inferno burning your bones If you're a god c'mon and save yourself now Birds of prey, beasts from Hell Awaiting their feast are the vultures over Golgotha The foreboding fluttering and croaking ends When his head leans down with his last words No help from his father sure was a shock When the first beak picks out his eye he screams "Father why had you abandoned me?" Because your father lies dead as a fucking rock