So many have failed to ease the ache.
It burns you up, you want to destroy.
Let the whole of the structure pay for it.
Oh you can not rest, so join the club.
But yes, I say, your pain is real indeed.
You seek to heal but know not how.
You've tried but horrors visit you.
If all who partook the pain be thwarted,
will it really make the wound disappear.
Who can save one's self from himself.
The world be gone, still the pain's around.
A crusade now you have began to wage.
Into the cross who can no longer be a friend.
But now you see why a Wounded Messiah came.
It is for you, so He'd take it all for you.
