Warm body / hot cross
false judgement / cold grave
On the cross I’m lying now
they pound the nails into me
The fire cleanses my soul
and a mouthful of ashes remains
Ashes to ashes
I shall chase you / in ten days
as your shadow / becomes hunted
I shall resurrect
and you will beg for mercy
Then I’ll kneel in your face
an put my finger into the
Ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
