The stripes on Your back, the
Blood on Your face, the holes in
Your hands, the love in Your
Eyes;
This was for me - the
Undeserving. And with a new found
Fire I will shine
My God, My
God, why have I forsaken you? I
Owe You my life in exchange for
Your d**h. A sentence, marked for
Me, bound Your hands and sealed
Your fate. The shackles, meant for
Me, hung from Your feet
Burn
This wall down - burn it to the
Ground. Bring me to my knees
My
God, My God, why have I forsaken
You? Take this from me. Your blood
Is enough to cover my hands