Dolorous chants followed the rite of Eucharist The sun had vanished on the last day of Christ Spoiled blood and mouldered flesh The wine and bread he had offered But the savant of heaven Betrayed by Iscariot And followed by The command of crucifixion Demonic whispers Infested the saviour's thoughts Back in gethsemane's morbid garden Prayers faded unheard With the funeral wind Only a cerement embraced The naked corpse For his flesh was mouldered Before the dawn of the third day...