Christ's Passion
Hoping above all that I am
Aching to be heard
Yet knowing my words shall wilt
Falling back into the ground.
Screaming forth
Once again I urge
Though truth springs forth
Gushing from my lips
Rocks shall hinder
Damming purity
Saying truth isn't so
Pardon wickedness
Let him therefore reign
Though knowing the utter darkness
That is contained within
You Desire him over my light
I then bleed tears
Sighing, crying with all my might
When shall you understand
My love for you
Burns red hot
Which cleanses you
Making you whiter than light
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