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
