.Am Kreuz. от Mass III

I'm letting blood for you now. Bury me where I die Just here and now. Nail my torn flesh to the cross. Thrust a spear deep in my side. I carried my cross long enough. I wear my love like a crown of thorns. You carried your cross long enough. I wrote you a bible in blood. With my bleeding heart on the cover. And a teardrop on every page. These wounds will always remember you.