Holly week

The clouds formed hands, hanging down through the sky,
Fresh air evolves crusifiction`s deep cry,
Spreading saint hands on the scariest cross ,
Embracing the world with tough love, son Hristos,
Taking the slaps on his face with a prayer,
Save us , the sinners, dare you,dare.
Blood and saint water from broken saint rib,
From Earth into hell -dangerous trip,
Otset on dried from the suffering lip
Don`t let me be shallow, transform into deep
Earth for salvation, ocean for love,
Shine in our hearts as you shining above.