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...