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