Crucifixion of Mani the Prophet

You gleamed brighter than the great sunlight
               As you travelled on the bright moonlight                                                               
You gleamed as the bright buddha of light
As you showed the dharma to our sight 
You gleamed as one who reached nirvana
As you have overcome Samsara

Monday at the eleventh hour
You finished your long and hard labour

Through having your head hang on a gate
You brought keys for the gate of the great
Through Ahura Mazda’s cunning will
You brought much shame on Ahriman’s skill
Through the brutal decapitation 
You brought daevas to deterioration

Monday at the eleventh hour
You finished your long and hard labour

The man whose head was brutally sliced
You completed the will of Christ
The man whose body was crucified
You completed what was prophesized
The holy paraclete who was called
You completed the gospel that was showed

Monday at the eleventh hour
You finished your long and hard labour

By being sentenced to the prison
You attained pleasant freedom
By being fettered by cold iron
You revealed pleasant wisdom
By being risen high on a pole
You made the church rise above shoel

By being divided into two
You divided the light from the dark