Muerto En La Cruz

Soaked in blood
His eyes look towards the sun
Steel sunk into the flesh
Nailed and dead on the cross

Flying, the vultures wait
Ready to devour
The inert and bloody flesh
Lacerated on the cross

Satisfy your wickedness
And your perverse visions
Lies dead on the cross,
The dark night
Is beginning now
To challenge death

Soaked in blood
His eyes look towards the sun
Steel sunk into the flesh
Nailed and dead on the cross

Flying, the vultures wait
Ready to devour
The inert and bloody flesh
Lacerated on the cross

As he dies
Gestures of mercy
Remain unspoken

Mercilessly nailed
Looks of evil
Await the last breath