“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
 To receive power and riches and wisdom
 And strength and honor and glory and blessing!” (Revelation 5:12)

 Whiplash, laughter of guards
 Another drop of bloody sweet falls upon the slippery pavement
 Thorns driven into temple
 Shivering body desiring rest
 Last glance at the sky
 Here is your prize!

 Years of lies harvest the crop
 Here’s the chosen lamb
 Resurrection of mortals
 March of the lepers
 Dance of the possessed

 What once seemed to be a deed
 [bad word] malefaction for itself
 Divine wonders bear the heaviest arms
 Yet the hatchet is not yours
 At first the night of torment
 And then the salutary day

 You have chosen nothing
 But wise men alone have you convinced
 So carry your torment
 So carry their rapture

 Eyes clouded with blood
 Canvas sticked to the corpse
 Another downfall
 Another splinters in the shoulders

 Believe, they gave the verdict on you
 Saviour with eyes of lamb and lion
 Blind faith passed on in scriptures
 As was foretold
 You have been chosen

 Arise!
 Arise and walk!
 Go on meet your destiny!
 Arise!
 Arise and walk!
 Go on bring them salvation!