The Lost Name of God

We have to know, we have to see
Religions so many, which one of them are so real
That it makes us to believe
Crushing the chains of faith
To find the way of immortality
We’re hiding behind the cross
To find a shelter
We’re searching for the name of god
In this maze of hatred
The name of god is lost
Under the flag of salvation
We are cleared this land of pagans
Under the cover of Christianity
We stained our hands in blood
Under the flag of salvation
We are cleared this land of pagans
Under the cover of Christianity
We stained our hands in blood
At these times of anguish
The name of God is lost
At these times of anguish
The name of God is lost
«I saw the coming of the end
Sun stopped its shining
Air is no longer fresh
Then it was too late to realize
That we can’t breathe our hate.»