A scapegoat nailed to reconcile For the sorrow of our vice Reveal the cross that we must bare In the darkness to gather light
Discover rewards beyond this life For why must we suffer this painful fate There is so much more we could learn But all we are sure of is fear and hate
The thorns from the crown will pierce your soul As you bathe in the wounds upon his hands And the blood that drips from his fingertips Will drench and stain the fate of man
The world is blackened in this final hour May we all be forgiven for what we lose Will we ever return to innocence? To cleanse us of all the sins we do?
As our shells return to dust Our souls will touch the sky Our tears will wash away the sorrow Together beyond eternity we will fly...fly....