From the hands it came down

From the side it came down


From the feet it came down


And ran to the ground

Between heaven and hell


A teardrop fell In the deep crimson dew


The tree of life grew



And the blood gave life

To the branches of the tree


And the blood was the price


That set the captives free

And the numbers that came


Through the fire and the flood


Clung to the tree

And were redeemed by the blood



From the tree streamed a light


That started the fight


'Round the tree grew a vine

On whose fruit I could dine


My old friend Lucifer came


Fought to keep me in chains

But I saw through the tricks


Of six-sixty-six



And the blood gave life


To the branches of the tree

And the blood was the price


That set the captives free


And the numbers that came

Through the fire and the flood


Clung to the tree


And were redeemed by the blood



From his hands it came down

From his side it came down


From his feet it came down


And ran to the ground

And a small inner voice


Said "You do have a choice."

The vine engrafted me


And I clung to the tree