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
