Asphyx

2000 years ago
someone died
he is known to man as the son of a god
[subchorus:]
what kind of father lets his son die?
his time will come; an eye for an eye
look at a history of 2000 years
there's no joy left; there are only tears
and as time went on
wars and hunger;
the inheritance of his son
and soon we'll join him in the battle
against you
there's only one thing left to do
[subchorus]
god cries, blood on his hands and tears in his eyes
godforsaken dreams, the failure and the shame
let's goon the other side, let us cross the styx