[music: Rene, Lyrics: Immortal]



When you sit on an old wooden bench 

Devoured by vermin in a moldy temple 

Home of Jesus, listening to his words 

And giving him your love till the end 

Of your life 



You'll sell out everything 

To a cruel parasite- he's your love 

He's stollen everything, your life, your money 

and your common sense- it's his love 



Take a stake, pierce his heart 

Nail him to the floor of his temple 

Stand above him, baptise him with the liquid 

From your bladder 

And show him what the real love is 



Love is blood 

It's the decay 

Mold of thoughts 

False words 

Love is murder 

Redemption from sin 

The attack against Christian evil 



Tell yourself: enough ! 

Stop kneeling down 

Take a stake, pierce his heart 

And show him what the real love is 



He deserves it !