You were yesterday's hero
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An ordinary man of flesh and blood
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Took the World on your shoulders
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A hopeless crusade, and act of love
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But it's a world obsessed with religion
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And now you wear the face of a god
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Like the words you said, you're as good as dead
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Just a work of art on the wall
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And that's why nobody wears a crown of thorns
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Nobody cares
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Nobody wears a crown of thorns anymore
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Holy men talk of hunger
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While standing beneath a cross of gold
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And there are preachers on the TV
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In their thousand dollar suits, who sell your soul
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To think you died for what you believed in
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Only to be exploited and used
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Now you're supermen from the promised land
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Just a vision of Hollywood
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...anymore
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You showed me that there's hope for humanity
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But once more you're being betrayed
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So many countries torn by their idols
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Too many prophets screaming for blood
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And they only hear what they want to hear
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When it comes to God up above
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Crown Of Thorns
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