Faithbomb - Casting Lots Lyrics

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