Sacrificial کے بول

Now the last ten steps in silence His cause upon His shoulders's strength Feel the burning weight of darkness Weight of Sacrificial Death Lacerated, torn and jaded Dressed in cloaks of mockery The Jury's cries as Pilate turned and washed his hands, set satan free As the crown's blood stained His vision The spears punctured His slender side Nails of hatred driven deeply The Lamb was tortured, sent to die Now the last ten steps in silence His cause upon His failing strength Carried The Cross in silence The weight of Sacrificial Death As His throat, dry and forgiving Of all inflicted unto Him Limbs tore into suffocation Spirit sinking, black with sin Died for me Died for me The Lamb died for me The Lamb died for me I am free