[aussiecreeder]

prophets of old
spoke of this day
how these chains would be freed
this bondage loosened

i saw him walk on water
but he couldn't stop
herod's hateful spear
from plunging into his fragile side

the world is at war
waterloo and armageddon are at hand
that snake taking of the fruit
his blood cries out from the ground

his merchants with their worthless laws
keep the chains wrapped around
their halos now choking them
their prayers of pride
now condeming them

i was never the one whom he loved
he told me that bird would laugh at me
that simple fisherman this day
shall be a hero today
or at least i thought so

how could you be up on that tree
don't you see what i gave up
with that apple did i choke on a lie?
where are the legions to save my soul?

i caught fish
and he caught men
but who will catch them?
his body broken like that of unleavened bread
blood and water like darkness and light
i wasen't there for him
it was me who put that spear that spear into his side
i hear my voice calling out mocking him so

like napoelon
i can't see past the fosty haze
how could blood free me
snatching victory from the jaws of defeat
Lord never again shall I leave your side