Album: They Want You Silent
The time had come to make the ultimate sacrifice, the bitter cup would not be removed
Through betrayaland denial you never said a word
As the flesh was ripped from your back, you never said a word
As you walked to your execution you saw a man at his worst
Your silence spoke volumes and your path was unshaken
Thorns embedded in flesh, sweat burning open wounds
Tortured by the ones you were dying for
Hammer to white
With dying breath, asking forgiveness for our murders
All this for a world of imperfection and sin
All for a world who would deny your existence
A world that could never deserve grace and mercy
But yours abounds, unending love for an unworthy world