Catholic during the Great Apostasy

metal tears flesh
whips cut like a knife
they strike again and again
full of pain

I fall to Your feet

I see blood and shreds of lost days

tugging at my head
they put the crown sharp thorns
wounds mercilessly blood floods the eyes

on his back a cloak of purple

crucify, crucify

they scream
in their eyes hatred in their hands twigs are missing

they just want blood

crucify, crucify

I feel your torment
I want to experience Your pain
I want to help you in this madness
of human words

I take my cross
its weight crushes me

Be with me

I won’t rise alone
pushed down mocked
I pull the tree that grows
like sins in us

I lie down on the cross
I drive nails into myself
in my hands, legs
and the pain bursts my soul
my whole arranged world

I feel your torment
I want to experience Your pain I want to help you in this madness
of human words

Dying I know I’m not alone

I feel your torment I want to relive your pain
I want to help you in this madness of human words

2019

Arkadiusz Niewolski

Moja Golgota