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Left outside the city walls

Vultures circling the sky

Pale amber sunlight falls

A man that fears not to die

Crucified

On the tree of woe

The tree of woe

Sweat dripping down his face

And his mind growing numb

In this strange and barren place

Knowing that the end will come

Crucified

On the tree of woe

The tree of woe

Forget all the pain

Hatred  burns within

Live to fight another day

Vengeance is at hand

In a dim fading light

Shadows in the twilight

He shall be free at last

From the tree of woe