Stain The Dove کے بول

Slowly burning incense Flicker of the candle's flame Again he sits alone Consoled by his Father's name He feels it deep inside As the darkness eats his eyes Alone and now forsaken To his God he vainly cries Blood for blood Stain the dove The blade he holds Driven by love Plunge beyond the skin Piercing muscle and bone Self crucifiction To save a soul forevermore If God could slay his own kin To save a world of fools Surely one more death Can save a single man Blood for blood Stain the dove The blade he holds Driven by love The cross burned upon his hand Drags him down Like the dead