“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain To receive power and riches and wisdom And strength and honor and glory and blessing!” (Revelation 5:12)
Whiplash, laughter of guards Another drop of bloody sweet falls upon the slippery pavement Thorns driven into temple Shivering body desiring rest Last glance at the sky Here is your prize!
Years of lies harvest the crop Here’s the chosen lamb Resurrection of mortals March of the lepers Dance of the possessed
What once seemed to be a deed Becomes malefaction for itself Divine wonders bear the heaviest arms Yet the hatchet is not yours At first the night of torment And then the salutary day
You have chosen nothing But wise men alone have you convinced So carry your torment So carry their rapture
Eyes clouded with blood Canvas sticked to the corpse Another downfall Another splinters in the shoulders
Believe, they gave the verdict on you Saviour with eyes of lamb and lion Blind faith passed on in scriptures As was foretold You have been chosen
Arise! Arise and walk! Go on meet your destiny! Arise! Arise and walk! Go on bring them salvation!