An icy wind blast
Acrossing dreary faces
It's far from sundown
And long before dawn
A fire is to be set up
Underneath the scarlet sky
The night of sufferings
The sufferings of christ

Saviour
Of our souls
We... abuse the Redeemer

Laid down on solid oak
Four shining silver nails
Through each hand and knee
Raised to the sky in flames

The air turns black
As its boiling flesh
Peeling the skin
from its eye socket
Melting bowels
An nauseating stench
All reflected
In our sparkling eyes

Laid down on solid oak
Four shining silver nails
Through each hand and knee
Raised to the sky in flames

The air turns black
As its boiling flesh
Peeling the skin
from its eye socket
Melting bowels
An nauseating stench
All reflected
In our sparkling eyes

An icy wind blast
Acrossing dreary faces
It's far from sundown
And long before dawn
A fire is to be set up
Underneath the scarlet sky
The night of sufferings
The sufferings of Christ