Faithbomb - Casting Lots lyrics

rate me

crucify you hanging there

we're gambling for the clothes you wear

not a hint of who you are

for disrespect we've raised the bar

we fulfill this prophecy

it's not a thing but fate you see

be careful now not to tear

the filthy rags that this God wears

what did they see

how could they know

don't they believe

where are their souls

casting lots at the foot of your king

casting down your everything

casting lots for the robes of a king

casting lots