I saw you bleeding on the cross You didn't die for me, my people did! Your followers destroyed a culture You stripped them of their pride, you stripped them of their lives (they bled for me) you just made them bleed I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees Mouth of the oppressor speaks the word of god The speech of ignorance, the grip of fear, the sound of the end As I pray you'll be more forgiving than the ones who speak your name With all your love, how could you take someone away? Don't you know what you've caused? And as I awaken from this dream, my eyes are open This nightmare ensues/i remember, you don't exist You don't exist!