Nails hammered through His hands and feet, blood spraying from His veins and His body's weak
Lifted up, a mangled spectacle for all the world to see, beaten and ridiculed lying in agony,
His blood has set us free
Each breath is harder than the last Our sin clinging to His body, now it is finished
He felt forsaken, He felt all alone
The earth begins to shake, graves are opened their bodies are awake
Our sin clinging to His body, now it is finished He felt forsaken, He felt all alone