Look at the past
From the black sky is falling down the angel
Is falling down the man
Falling is the man
Bringing us pain
Who did broke the knees of Christ?

Without a name
Without a face
His bloody action was his disgrace
Fall from grace
Who did thread the knife on the nazarene?

The son of God
Fever on the cross
Centurian was waiting like a guardian dog

Centurian-nothing to fear
Tell me now!
Why am I here?
I am trying to sleep all night
But I'm knowing this strange way to die

You were condemned to suffer all the eternity
To see the dead, the leprous and the beast
You are the beast the acheron's bleed
You killed Jesus you did what you need

The son of God
Fever on the cross
Centurian was waiting like a guardian dog