Testo di Reflections Of Suffering

I see this man hanging on the cross Naked and cold As his blood pours out I stare in wonder Is this a reflection of my suffering? Could such be done for a man so vile? So much blood, so much flesh Disfigured beyond our likeness Who could endure this? As suffocation settled in He stared me in the eyes And cried forgiveness Over all, over me Upon his last breath I felt the flames of hell Awestruck, I fell to the ground In submission from who I was And in that moment, defined through death I knew that man