Viernes Santo 3 P.M

Oh my lord
Listen to this prayer!
You seem so pleased
Or are you just laughing sarcastically?
At those who have killed you
I am your praying slave
With the thorns of my soul
To place them on your head

You do well to be silent
Not to hear my pleas
My voice bleeds and twists
Your blessed body
Today you descend into hell
The mission is accomplished
Hosanna in the sky, hosanna astaroth!