It is universal, we all pay for each of our choices
I've the blood of the innocent lamb on my hands
Every decision to hold a grudge, or sinful thought
My own sin drowns away our sacred King's voice
Grace is the only solution, a thief worthy of Hell
Spoke his belief, becoming righteous, in Heaven
Rituals and acts, are good, but to follow the one
Only one way, believe and act, are the doorway
I am a failure, by the world's standards
But in his world I will carry the banner
Blessed to be his own
I've the blood of the innocent lamb on my hands
Every decision to hold a grudge, or sinful thought
My own sin drowns away our sacred King's voice
Grace is the only solution, a thief worthy of Hell
Spoke his belief, becoming righteous, in Heaven
Rituals and acts, are good, but to follow the one
Only one way, believe and act, are the doorway
I am a failure, by the world's standards
But in his world I will carry the banner
Blessed to be his own
