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