The dream of the night before
Called the sacrifice
And fear grew in my chest
But my love for them was stronger

They laid a cross on my back
While my mother's eyes turned wet
High the sad dove flew
In the rain, tears of the sky

At the day's sunset they
Put nails in my hands and wrote
-Here lies the son of God
In the Judaeans' Land-
The blood spouted from my wound
But the pain wasn't to be
Crucified but to be used
As a symbol of their lies

He prayed to God to help
Save them from flesh
But like bastard angels they killed him
In name of the soul's business
He cried from his cross like
A child immersed in pain
'Cause the Father was
Fruit of their lies

CHRIST IN CHAINS
CHRIST IN CHAINS

After they buried me
Covering my naked body
And with me they buried
Their hard hearts
Judas' Kiss poisoned the man
Like the snake that bit his tail
Forming the circle of existence
In the circle of pain
Until they burnt of desire the hearts
They won't know, know freedom

Father, why did you desert me?
Why did you sacrifice me for those men
The same that now with a cross
In their chest still lie
That glorify like killers
The name of the victim
To leave the crowd asleep
Why did you do it?

Why don't I believe in you anymore?
... Father