Here's a little song of mine. It's not exactly finished yet. I want to add another verse, but I'm kind of in a rut and I just want to post something.

Verse 1:

40 strikes with a whip

Covered in glass and grit

The blood oozing from your cuts

The color of roses, the color of love

The agony of your screaming voice

All you pain caused by my choice

You didn't curse me, didn't quit

Even though I was holding that whip.

Chorous:

Yaweh, Yaweh, hear my cry,

Why did you go and die?

Why did you come down,

From heaven above?

What'd I do to deserve your love?

Verse 2:

Two stakes in your hands

Another for your feet

It was all part of your plan

Part of your plan for me

You could have climbed down at any time

Could have run away

But you hung there as a sign

That your love would stay

Chorous X2