This Mirage Christian Death

Memory (?) and walk (??)
On the come misled (???)
Mystically image as dream (?)

While these tears of joy cascade
Innocence it seems
Has done the same

Life without honor
On in an instant
Down through corridors of pain
Have led us to distant lives
Mingle with similar cabins of shame

Who to blame, my brother?
Who to blame, my brother? (my brother)
Who to blame, my brother?
Who to blame, my brother?
Who to blame, my brother?
Who to blame, who to blame?

To ride through, to breathe
This mirage that blinds us
And here, he keeps moving slowly
Boldly, underground