Crucifixion

There is a cross. They`ve got the nails.
Since centuries they crucify him.
They placed a crown of thorns upon his head
to suffer to the end of time.
They`ve nailed him to a cross
to suffer to the end of time.
You`ve got the power to walk, but you just crawl.
You forgot the things he did, you hang him on the wall.
To God all things are possible,
to you it`s given to be like himself.
You don`t perceive it, my little sheep.
Creeping, crawling -The history repeats itself.

The sight of crucifixion still lies
heavy on your eyes.You cannot crucify him - God cannot die.
As long as you were a crown of thorns you live a lie.
You cannot crucify yourself - God cannot die.

He points it out to you what it means to live,
he points it out to you what it means to die.
You`ve got the power to walk, but you just crawl.
You forgot the things he did, you hang him on the wall.