I feel the rage... In our world filled with lie, all is hypocritical, Men of estranged and sorrow, sea of tears, mournful eyes Under their God, with religion of cry All the tyrant reigns suffer for their sins
Was just question of time? And it was a long-time journey The curse of events Determined will of destiny
First born son, your only one from your material Brought in love without sorrow Thirty-three years without lies Under their God, with religion of die Your son is their savior for their sins
Feel you the hate Growing inside your body Feel you the rage Determined will of destiny
What would you do? What would you see? If you saw your son on the cross? What would you feel? What would you do? If you saw your son on Golgotha?
I feel the pain is deeper The rage is stronger I feel the hate is harder My will is stronger
I feel the fear... Of my mind in their world from their material Full of estranged and sorrow eyes in tears, my mournful eyes Under their God, with religion of cry They have chosen my son to die
You would start to cry You would see your son Agonizing on the cross You would feel the hate You would start to kill And kneel in blood on Golgotha