Holy Spirit's Son's Body

Wild animals are gone

Where to no one knows

The insect is gone

Somewhere in the shadows

Instead, you've a cemetery of trees

Similar to the moon land

Where you freeze

Without air, you drown in the sand

You're left alone

Sentenced to die

In a death zone

Where you grew up

Ohhhh, my poor man!

Surrounded by plundered land

Your Earth has burnt

Has burnt!

God is gone

Returned to dust

What else do you own?

A cross covered with rust

And a street vendor of mummies

Sells Holy Spirit's son's body

Ohhhh, my poor man!

Surrounded by plundered land

Your Earth has burnt

Has burnt!

Holy Spirit's son's body is for sale!