Aeternatus - Rotting Christ

Three thousand years

Waiting to be born

In my mother’s womb

Searching for a soul

Silence, a gift of speech

Blindness, eternal vision

Time a trusted friend

God, my son to be born

My eyes have seen / spectacular darkness

My ears have heard / incredible silence

My mind has thought / remarkable nothingness

My truth lies in nothingness… nothingness

Trust me, I shall stab you in your back

See me, I have died in the past

Hear me, I scream my silent thoughts

I am the liar

After six thousand years I shall be born

In my mother’s womb searching for a soul

Silence a gift of speech blindness eternal vision

Time a trusted friend God my son to be born

Three thousand years

Waiting to be born

In my mother’s womb

Searching for a soul

Silence, a gift of speech

Blindness, eternal vision

Time a trusted friend

God, my son to be born

Trust me, I shall stab you in your back

See me, I have died in the past

Hear me, I scream my silent thoughts

I am the liar