Christ's Saga

Born to be scorn and bring disgrace 
Betrayed for falses prayers 
He saw himself hateful 
Rejected with wildness 

The cursed cross 
Is waiting on the will 
Over lashing and spits 
He receive his crown 
Hurting your bloody face 

Sentences time comes 
Death´s time arrive 

Christ´s saga 

Now he loads his heavy sentence on this back 
All people see his sadness 

The virgin cries looking at her bastard son 
Finally in his place of rest 
The crucifixion in accomplishied 
Hell is your destiny