كلمات Centurian

Look at the past From the black sky is falling down the angel Is falling down the man Falling is the man Bringing us pain Who did broke the knees of Christ? Without a name Without a face His bloody action was his disgrace Fall from grace Who did thread the knife on the nazarene? The son of God Fever on the cross Centurian was waiting like a guardian dog Centurian-nothing to fear Tell me now! Why am I here? I am trying to sleep all night But I'm knowing this strange way to die You were condemned to suffer all the eternity To see the dead, the leprous and the beast You are the beast the acheron's bleed You killed Jesus you did what you need The son of God Fever on the cross Centurian was waiting like a guardian dog