On the Cross
The skies are falling down
The sins are all around
They made a choice souring men's life
The blood is on the thorns
We're cursed by the cross
Why is our death so amusing?
Why? The chosen one is near me
I can see in his sad eyes devotion
Faith! For any great emotion
Humankind is in black
Eternal mourning
Blood for blood; Sore and pain;
Black angels calling my name
Was all my life in vain?
For I am on the cross
And what about the years
He has tried to teach?
Every speech we forgot in vain
"No saviour!" is what they say
They sealed their way
Now Heaven is just a distant dream
Bridge
Chorus
It's warm and it will get warmer.
Black rain comes to show our rottenness
The death of a carpenter is not special,
But flowers are dying and crows are flying.
A leader, a martyr, a messiah, a liar, I ask myself:
Is it really God dying on the cross?
Eternal, eternal, eternal mourning
Blood for blood; Sore and pain;
Black angels calling my name
Was all my life in vain?
Eternal mourning
Blood for blood; Sore and pain;
Black angels, black angels
Was all my life in vain?
For I am the Cross