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Most disgraced in persecutions' mind

Sheep bones tears at skin and flesh

Deluge of iron pummels and pounds

The scourging of men

A glimmer of hope, is what you feel

With which your fate, has been sealed

His light is the cage, that keeps you barred

Faith is the lock, your heart's now scarred

The rhythmic pounding starts the rain

Force poured forth, seared with pain

Knowledge that, it will soon end

Faith still granite, it will not bend

Blood soaks the path of the patibulum walk

No brace for each breaking fall

Maiden wine, when destination closed

Agony is your travelled road

Set the nails, pound them through

I ask thee, what did I do

Pierced through wrists, spasmed hands

All I did, was travel the land

Severe nerves, burning torment

Speak the truth, crowds addressed

Heat of pain, washes over

Now forsaken, by my god.

Failure of faith

Sealed by the cross

Set the nails, pound them through

I ask thee, what did I do

Pierced through wrists, spasmed hands

All I did, was travel the land

Severe nerves, burning torment

Speak the truth, crowds addressed

Heat of pain, washes over

Now forsaken, by my god.

Forced, to stand take your breathe

Flames of pain sears your legs

Scourging wounds reminisced

Blood-soaked wood, now your roost

Bask in the glow of the masters' dawn

Vision obscured by the lifeless calm

Arms outstretched for esoteric love

To be strengthened and carried aloft

The sun pours forth, radiating down

Infidelic crowds, gather round

Mock with malice, death in their tones

Launching stone, breaking bones

Abandoned on your roost, baked in the sun

Gathering of a verminic crowd

Avian choirs praise bloating flesh

Crown of flies taste a cruciate feast