Besieged
INRI
The stripes on Your back, theblood on Your face, the holes inYour hands, the love in Youreyes;this was for me - theundeserving. And with a new foundfire I will shine.My God, MyGod, why have I forsaken you? Iowe You my life in exchange forYour death. A sentence, marked forme, bound Your hands and sealedYour fate. The shackles, meant forme, hung from Your feet.Burnthis wall down - burn it to theground. Bring me to my knees.MyGod, My God, why have I forsakenYou? Take this from me. Your bloodis enough to cover my hands.
From Letras Mania