Neolith

This is the day Christ asked his disciples To join that sorrowful feast of the damned To share flesh and blood. I am standing here behind Judas In silence in peace Awaiting anticipating I am watching, observing their faces Reading in their minds, sen

My god promised me the paradise But for what price? All my life I am to carry his cross To grieve, to weep, to kneel before him I am to be one of his faithful servants To pay homage, to offer sacrifices And when he wishes it to die in his honour For