Whenever stories are prescribed
That we could never obelise
Then how could anyone supply a doubt

I take you at your word

But the tale could have a flaw
And if you find yourself in awe
Then you´ll only hunger for the truth

Veritas numquam vincitur ipsa
Ne qua dicuntur imprudenter credas

When I´m crucified, taunted and denied
I´ll stand strong, with my back against the wall

At times it seems so very hard
All that we learned we must discard
That everyone you´d ever trust has lied

When I´m crucified, haunted and defied
I belong to the few that died for all

You cannot question or defy
Or you´ll find out the hard way why
You´d better run before you walk alone

Veritas numquam vicitur ipsa
Ne quae dicuntur imprudenter credas
Sed tua teneas