You are the cross
where the hopes of the world have been hung
You are the rope
where the last honest man will be strung
You're the jaws of
the lion that won't heed the crying of the lamb
You’re the voice
in the thorns that would give his first-born as the ram
You're a promise
of laughter but what follows after are more and more tears
You're a kingdom
of love in which more and more hatred appears
You are the one
who speaks about justice whilst wielding his axe
What you mean by
redemption is giving out life and then claiming it back
You heal the body
and soul you yourself tore apart
But you won't heal
the real wounds the deepest/
the most painful the wounds of the
heart
Your head it is
full of visions and dreams and ideas
But your heart it
gives birth only to children of tears.
You are the groom
who will never say yes to the bride
You're the bringer
of love who dies with his arms open wide
You are silence
eternal and darkness infernal all rolled into one
You create
destruction and evil and try to bring peace with a gun
But my major
complaint which I've saved till the end of my list
Your No 1 crime
since the beginning of time is that you don't even exist
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Words and music by David Prashker
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