[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] I'm distressed to keep the pace With cold synthetic ways Of the human race I seek a place to rest my mind Who's the guide, I'm blind Truth is hard to find I saw his face Was sweating blood The pain was there A King they tought would fail the test A crown of thorns Tears blend with blood A silent lamb tormented by the ones he loved I fear the truth to be my fall I hear the wise man call Where's my place in it all I've seen the fields of slaughtered souls Friends I used to know Seeds that couldn't grow I saw his face Was sweating blood A silent lamb tormented by the ones he loved Such a long time ago But still it makes me shiver Just the thought of it all All the time he knew But who would believe So alone in his thoughts He took our disbeliefs Nailed them to the wood He gave his life for you and me The scares went deep Down to his soul For you and me a silent sacrificial lamb