Текст песни Diadema

Red streams in Christ's blood sea
His House covered with blood
built on water and sand
A grave of a past myth

They drink wine as His blood
They name bread as His flesh
Blessed are wine and bread
On the table of sick
Virgin birth invented

Lost corpse from a false tomb
A corpse to feed all the blind
No storm will rain (on) your cross
Same death for evil and pure
No man shall fear no judge
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Fate lies on no Lord's hands
Diadema
Legends written on a cross
Sinners claiming sainthood
Hopes to cure fear of death
Diadema imperii de manu Petri
Salvation offered/through bleeding wounds
Not a hope
just bloodlust
Blood of God
on a path

Onwards to Golgotha
The Ressurection and the Light
Scattered to ashes
Buried again and ever lost.