Getsemani

Drops soak the ground, agony and pain seep through
Tormenting the mind of Man, the certainty: His time has come
In prayer, he asks his Father, feeling anguish and love
To not abandon his own, who sleep from sadness and fear

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Kiss and betrayal, the Master gave himself up
To the blood feast as a testament of love
Kiss and betrayal, the Master gave himself up
To the blood feast, the greatest testament of love

Coins fallen to the ground, soldiers ready to hunt
The wise one, anxious, waiting for the one who will hand him over
The night is the harbinger of pain, the sword must be sheathed
Alone, he follows the procession of those who will kill him

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Kiss and betrayal, the Master gave himself up
To the blood feast as a testament of love
Kiss and betrayal, the Master gave himself up
To the blood feast, the greatest testament of love