Sacrilegio
Ante el sagrario de tu amor me arrodille
Ante el altar de tus encantos me rendí
Con la hostia de tus besos comulgué
En la curia de tu piel me confesé
Y del cáliz de tu pecho yo bebí
Del incienso de tu aroma respire
Con tu manto celestial me protegí
De rodillas mis ofrendas te entregué
En mi credo tantas veces te invoqué
Y en tu fiel adorador me convertí
Ciego de amor me encamine tras de tu luz
Postre al altar de tu mentira me ansiedad
Cual cirineo te ayude a cargar la cruz
Y en esa misma cruz me cuelgas sin piedad
Fuiste mi fe fuiste mi credo y mi oración
Mi salmo abierto mi rosario mi verdad
Mi agua bendita mi bondad mi religión
Mi penitencia mi clamor mi comunión
Y el mito aquel que se adora en la inmensidad
Que sacrilegio que injusticia cometí
Vestir de ángel tu figura de terror
Yo pecador confieso mis culpas aquí
Y en ese templo que ayer hice para ti
Hoy de rodillas me arrepiento de mi error
De la cruel corona de espinas te libré
Y esas espinas hoy me causan mas dolor
Y me besabas dulcemente para que
Si igual que judas me diste el beso traidor
Sacrilege
Before the shrine of your love, I knelt down
Before the altar of your charms, I surrendered
With the host of your kisses, I communed
In the court of your skin, I confessed
And from the chalice of your chest, I drank
From the incense of your scent, I breathed in
With your heavenly cloak, I found my shield
On my knees, I offered you my gifts
In my creed, I called upon you so many times
And in your faithful worshiper, I became
Blinded by love, I followed your light
I laid my heart at the altar of your lies
Like Simon of Cyrene, I helped you bear the cross
And on that very cross, you hung me without mercy
You were my faith, you were my creed and my prayer
My open psalm, my rosary, my truth
My holy water, my kindness, my religion
My penance, my cry, my communion
And that myth that is worshipped in the vastness
What a sacrilege, what an injustice I committed
Dressing your terrifying figure as an angel
I, the sinner, confess my faults here
And in that temple I built for you yesterday
Today, on my knees, I repent of my mistake
From the cruel crown of thorns, I freed you
And those thorns now cause me more pain
And you kissed me sweetly, but for what?
If just like Judas, you gave me the traitor's kiss