a wooden cup and a crown of thorns
will set up the stage for the cross
i rent a room next door
there is nothing more
no further voices to hear
i'll be free
it doesn't matter anymore that someone's knocking at my door
i've known it long before the galilean's on the floor
shame on me
shame on me
i'm a tool and nothing more
i can feel it's getting nearer
images they'll turn out clearer
creeps in and out of your mind
i'm destiny personified
i know there's something more behind
but is it really justified
to sacrifice
to crucify
the rescue of the human kind
sadly sings destiny
sadly sings destiny
for ages i've been waiting