Eyes Of The Blind Lamb

“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain

To receive power and riches and wisdom

And strength and honor and glory and blessing!” (Revelation 5:12)

Whiplash, laughter of guards

Another drop of bloody sweet falls upon the slippery pavement

Thorns driven into temple

Shivering body desiring rest

Last glance at the sky

Here is your prize!

Years of lies harvest the crop

Here’s the chosen lamb

Resurrection of mortals

March of the lepers

Dance of the possessed

What once seemed to be a deed

Becomes malefaction for itself

Divine wonders bear the heaviest arms

Yet the hatchet is not yours

At first the night of torment

And then the salutary day

You have chosen nothing

But wise men alone have you convinced

So carry your torment

So carry their rapture

Eyes clouded with blood

Canvas sticked to the corpse

Another downfall

Another splinters in the shoulders

Believe, they gave the verdict on you

Saviour with eyes of lamb and lion

Blind faith passed on in scriptures

As was foretold

You have been chosen

Arise!

Arise and walk!

Go on meet your destiny!

Arise!

Arise and walk!

Go on bring them salvation!