Text: Black Sabbath. Cross Purposes. Cross Of Thorns.

Don't come closer, 'cos it ain't safe here
Just turn around now and walk away

I gotta tell you, 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
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 400 hundred years

I got to tell you, 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, look at what you've done
It's a cross of thorns

When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you
You've got blood on your hands