out to the slaughterhouse,
Dumb as a sheep before its shearer,
His life ran down upon the ground like

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor

Some say faith
Is just believing
Others say its self decieving
Vinning, childish dreams
To get us

 birth 
Long lay the world 
In sin and error pining 
Till He appeared 
And the soul felt its worth

 wasted
So hes willing to stand alone

He lives what he believes when they all say its not worth

 its death I do pay
You know who I am
I'm sins sacrifice
Today you will be
In paradise

Who is

 hallowed ground, we've drawn the battle lines
Will we make it through the night

Its going to take much

 kingdom comes with its perfected sons
He will be known by the scars

For a time He sought to tell the

Losing its grip on me
Oh where, where have I gone?

'Cause I can see the light
Before I see the

 gone?
I woke to reality Losing its grip on me
Oh where, where have I gone?
'Cause I can see the

, much whiter than snow?
There's power in the blood, power in the blood
Sin stains are lost in its life

 I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so