Quote my face not my words
Hold my guilt not my hands
Feel my heart
See my shame
Tell me I am not to blame
Lie
Beside me in white sheets
Waking up to find
We are buried in soil
The hole so deep
Do not scream
But stare
Truth speaks
In silence
And in us confides
We are the ones who threw his body down!
Down upon the pale earth, the hard ground.
You threw the stone while I took the crown.
And now we regret his flesh, our pound.
Cry my barren hero, believing no longer in yourself.
Realize it couldn't have been anybody else.
Only Christ would belay his will
For selfish bastards like us and still
Love
Not yourself any longer
Be silent be stronger
And squeeze my face as you berate
Crush your hand that we both hate
I will feel your heart and see your shame.
We should not walk on water, we should be lame.
Yet he says we are not to blame
When we die.