Jesus (/ˈdʒiːzəs/; Greek: Ἰησοῦς Iesous; 7–2 BC to AD 30–33), also referred to as Jesus of Nazareth or Jesus Christ, is the central figure of Christianity, whom the teachings of most Christian denominations hold to be the Son of God. Christians believe Jesus is the awaited Messiah (or Christ, the Anointed One) of the Old Testament.
Virtually all modern scholars of antiquity agree that Jesus existed historically, and historians consider the Synoptic Gospels (Matthew, Mark and Luke) to be the best sources for investigating the historical Jesus. Most scholars agree that Jesus was a Galilean, Jewish rabbi who preached his message orally,was baptized by John the Baptist, and was crucified by the order of the Roman Prefect Pontius Pilate. In the current mainstream view, Jesus was an apocalyptic preacher and the founder of a renewal movement within Judaism, although some prominent scholars argue that he was not apocalyptic. After Jesus' death, his followers believed he was resurrected, and the community they formed eventually became the Christian church. The widely used calendar era, abbreviated as "AD" from the Latin "Anno Domini" ("in the year of our Lord") or sometimes as "CE", is based on the birth of Jesus. His birth is celebrated annually on December 25 as a holiday known as Christmas.
Christ Agony is a Polish black metal band from Morąg, formed in 1990. Due to legal problems between 2005-2007 Christ Agony performed under Union name.
Fire is changing into darkness
neither god nor madman is born
she's full secrets and wild
she's inaccessible for tears and bitterness
Water is changing into light
neither a new god nor a friend is born
she's full of repugnance and the tragic
she's a naked strumpet, full of lust
You come at once - that's the way it should be
you are not one of us...
you can lust and hate
you are not one of us...
You don't understand my whisper
you don't understand the words in the poisonous mouth
so beautiful - painful night
Cause you're beyond the ring
beyond god
beyond fire
and you don't have to be my whore and nun
You don't have to be my whore and nun
your naked burden falls today full of repugnance
you don't have to pretend when you're kissing
you aren't connected with the unknown
and don't have to be my whore dressed in soutane...
Go away
go and quit this night
The wind is making a web on my mouth
feeds the burning fire
feeds this love