The Wandering Jew - Reverend Bizarre

He was dragging the cross to the Place of Skulls,
Through a crowd that mocked him with all different ways.
Under the heavy burden he cried for help.
He looked at my eyes. I spat on his face.
He was said to be the saviour, the Son of God.
Somehow he failed to save even his own a**.
Or was it just a question of being a martyr
- an example of justness for the lower class.
I said, 艁藰Keep on moving艁藰 as he tried to rest.
He said, 艁藰You keep moving too, until I return.艁藰
With these words he cursed me, this Nazarene.
And now I am just waiting for this world to burn!
Forever I wander, forever alone.
Until the Judgment Day I must walk here,
On this piece of sh*t you call earth.
But I don't f**king care, because the end is near. Ha!
Oh yeah! Jesus cast the spell.
No sign of grace of God; he condemned me to this Hell.
Until the end of the world I have to walk alone.
Dear Lord, I'm asking from you, did you cast the first
Stone?
Praise Jesus, and his forgiveness!