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 meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
