Occultum Love and hate Im nailed at the cross And pray to the people About love and hate A fire is burnin And walls keep on turnin Muri at populum non est refugium Muri at populum occultum terrenum ... I wonder why So many hearts They keep on bleedin I wonder why They cry me a river Full of feeling Muri at populum non est refugium Muri at populum occultum terrenum