Fall From A High Place

Messiah or man

To me you gave this bloodied crown

And with it came such tragic folly

such strong devotion from those so weak

Lend me your soul... I'll fill it with fear

Carry you high to where you can see

The fall that awaits, so inviting and cold

From the high place we'll fall below

In death I am born

From man to God

Through blindness

Your suffering

Forced upon this cross... High above in shame

Forced upon this pedestal... High above the blame

Your blood holds my Kingdom high

A kingdom built on fear and lies

So sour has this bread and wine become

For I am not a God, a martyr or a king

I've bled as you bleed

I've cried as you cry

I've sinned as all of you

I've died, as you will too

But I see through your blindness

And I wait for your fall

Resurrected by your faith

But I'll never walk this world again

Hang me high above all and nail me to forever

Never let me fall from this highest of places