Under The Cross

Under the Cross the Dead drink our tears I still feel the

rain The sad stillness in my pain Behind me I leave all

disgrace Taste my

belief I drown my sorrow in blood To despice a reliance

Is to rely on my

fire Behind me I leave all disgrace And to be One of

those without a grave

To be One of those without a grave To be buried without a

singel trace

Burning to be buried smiling away If I bleed for the Moon

Will you give

him a cross One more to bear For hundred empty years

Cause I still cry in

pain As I watch you washing his cross in bloodtears