Skyclad A Clown Of Thorns
Walking my personal calvary mile to a do-it-yourself-crucifixion, It's a kingdom of clowns wearing martyrdom's crown - I must fight for my hammer and nails. We're an endless procession of lost, disposessed unbelievers - Whose prayers go unheard and unanswered, (unheard and unsanswered like junk mail for Jesus).
