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
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