Look at the crucifix, whom do you see - God or an outlaw, a saint or a sinner? Nailed to the cross in every church Bleeding and pleading for salvation
It was the same thing 2,000 years ago The priests captured Him, offering prayers He is held in prison with high towers Symbolizing the holy sadism, perfumed with incense
The ceremonies are held in front of him While he suffers and looks down from the cross The wounds keep bleeding Crucified Lord hanging by his human neck
Why take off the executed messiah? Being nailed he looks so pathetic Brutal symbol created produce a profit The newly-converted sacrifice their souls
To release him means to lose faith The church will perish losing its influence The temples will fall burying suffering The religious tenets will turn to dust
Evolution of humanity Is the mockery of the crucified slave Surrounding yourself with corpses You hope to get enlightenment
Will the suffering end or a new pain appears? Supporting the cult you’re nailing yourself to this cross Thy flesh is pierced by the agony of salvation Anxiety seizes your mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
