Here you desire blood redeem our sins.
Her too many here, already we poured.
Now came time, when next human god.
Will die among us, nobody unnecessarily holy.

In crowd of flatterers.
Scream rises and fall .
When blind them belief.
You feed madness.
Among altars.
Feelings lack raised.
Who will first stone throw.
In blood my plunged?

In cold blood.

In mouths of thorny garden.
Pain will wash Your path.


In cold blood.

In mouths of thorny garden.

There on hill.
Among fog, it's tree of cross.
In world of abyss.
It's the final pay.
You should already long ago .
To reverse one's face.
Who will first stone throw.
In blood my plunged?

In mouths of thorny garden.
Pain will wash Your path.
In mouths of thorny garden.
In cold blood.

In one's mothers wombs.
Bastards raise voice.
Thrown from crowd stone.
Hits into aim.
So look into down.
On Your hands blood.
Someone first stone threw.
In blood my plunged.
In cold blood.

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