The crown of thorns
Bleeding streams
Bleeding streams
Nailed to a cross made of wood
Stretched across the beams
His arms supporting his body
His act healing humanity's fall
He would be misunderstood
He would be misunderstood
By the Romans and the Jews
As the son of God
As the Prince of Peace
As the son of man
He committed no crime
But before the jury of elders
His innocence went unspoken
And in a crime of universal importance
He would be broken
While black clouds approached
Storms of rainfalling
He was broken
But before the jury of elders
His innocence went unspoken
And in a crime of universal importance
He would be broken
While black clouds approached
Storms of rainfalling
He was broken
For the sins of many
The perfect lamb
The perfect lamb
Unblemished in any way
Sacrificed for all
