Abraxas - Ajudah

Mother killed by her son, murder hidden from the world.
If he'd known his mother's death would be reflected in a mirror.

Up the stairs silently creeps. Mother's pride, her Ajudah.
She knows her son, like a star which falls only once, will kill again... today.

"Our Father who art in Heaven..."
"Go to sleep now - I stabbed you with a crucifix.
Mother. I had to, you know that."

Son, be cursed here on the earth. None of the sacraments will salvage you.
Check if your fingers haven't soaked up her blood, blood like snow.
Remember, dispose of the body.

The day, the day. A cafalque, mysterious shroud on mother's snowy face.
She lies here, while her son wants to erase all his dreams
And hide amongst people.

"You thought, you idiot, you would hide your crime from me, the mirror,
You must be insane - hold on, I will soak you up, you will change nothing, nothing at all.
Being a mirror is the fate you condemned to for hundreads of years."

The eyes of the world can double see. This is your second life, son,
Whether you want it or not. You will end both your lives behind a mirror.
Memories like a whip.

The day, the day, a catafalque, mysterious place. You remember your mother's face.
You want to dream hope that God will erase all your dreams,
That God will help you to hide amongst people.

"The mystification scene is repeated over and over again. The artery of mine.
I've had it, that is enough. I must be strong to break this vicious circle.
I can see her. I kill her for the hundredth time."
A procession of bodies. This is the last son.

Behind the mirror, where I am, life changes its course,
And through death, through hell I live in. I still remember to live.
Behind the pane that is me I can see both sides of dimension
And through the death I still remember to live.
Through the hell I live in I can see both sides of dimension,
Through the death I remember, on and on and on...