The charge has been made, I'm sentenced to die
Beaten, bloodied and scourged through the night

A long slow march to the skull on the hill
Don't let Me die, but please, do Your will

No tonic to soothe Me, I die as a thief
Upon My shoulders this burden of grief

A long slow march to the skull on the hill
Don't let Me die, but please, do Your will

Now My breath has left Me, storms blot out the sun
Tombs are cracking open, death has come undone

A long slow march to the skull on the hill
Don't let Me die, but please, do Your will

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