Within my mind's eye
flickering from the past
come images that terrify and calm
a paradox in me
Nail pierced hands they run with blood
a splitting brow forced by the thorns
his face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me
He chose to give it all
jesus endured the pain
paying a debt i owed and created a paradox in me
Nail pierced hands they run with blood
a splitting brow forced by the thorns
his face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me
And in my heart i know that you're the only one
who could of came and died, a sacrifice
as your god's only son
Nail pierced hands they run with blood
a splitting brow forced by the thorns
his face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me