Don't cry above my heartless feet
It's too harsh
I'll be a sinner, not a saint
It's your wish
My passion's specious surface is
A fake vestige
It's not for me, it's not for you
It's his wish
Agnus Dei
Push me hard, and lash me down
It's his wish
It's not for you, it's not for me
It's his wish
It's no redemption