He carried our sins to a cross
and died for us
how proud He felt to gave to us a second chance
but we spit on his grave
every second, every moment
sins by sins we build a castle of horror and decadence
good omens are forgotten
bad manners are the hymn
we failed with Him
we failed with Him
we failed with Him
he died for nothing
we kill for everything
shame, arrogance and epiphany
recipe for another vendetta
against all the lessons and reasons that He
teached, prayed and gave
his soul, his life and his body
against all the odds, scars and wounds
that we trow against Him,
we aimed to kill, He resisted to prevail
His lessons that we burned in filthy consciouns
bad manners are the hymn
we failed with Him
we failed with Him
we failed with Him
he died for nothing
we kill for everything