Lazarus
Lazarus, wake up from your mortal sleep
And walk once more by his side, Magi adorn resurrect, but now forlorn.
They only think they know his kind, they think he's one of a kind
But had he brought by him the doom, had he brought another flood
This bright morning star is a son of god, messiah of an age.
In the dark, of your own graves mortal keep
What did you think that he comes?
For his loved ones? Or the smell, they protested.
They only think they know his kind, they think he's one of a kind
But had he brought by him the doom, had he brought another flood
This bright morning star is a son of god, messiah of an age.
Lázaro
Lázaro, despierta de tu sueño mortal
Y camina una vez más a su lado, los Magos adornan resucitar, pero ahora desolados.
Solo creen que conocen su tipo, piensan que es único
Pero si él trajera consigo la perdición, si trajera otro diluvio
Esta brillante estrella de la mañana es un hijo de dios, mesías de una era.
En la oscuridad, de tu propia tumba mortal
¿Qué creías que él venía?
¿Por sus seres queridos? ¿O por el olor, ellos protestaban?
Solo creen que conocen su tipo, piensan que es único
Pero si él trajera consigo la perdición, si trajera otro diluvio
Esta brillante estrella de la mañana es un hijo de dios, mesías de una era.