We live awaiting death
We die awaiting life


We're blind and only feel
Cold breath of funeral wind
The silent whisper of truth

Will never be heard and understood
Hiding the sinful frenzy
Under the mask of piety

To kneel, to pray
To touch your scares again


Weep over the wounds of your Lord
Mortify the flesh, give him your blood


Let the flame purify our bane

Through the tangled corridors of life

We run to the trap
With hope to see the light