Die Strafe. Am Kreuz. Ich schreibe eine Bibel in Blut.

.i'm letting blood for you.now. bury me.where i die just.here and now.nail my torn flesh to the cross.thrust a spear deep in my side.i carried my cross long enough.i wear my love like a crown.of thorns. you.carried your cross long enough. i wrote you a bible.in blood. with my bleeding heart on the cover. and a teardrop on every page. these wounds.will always.remember you.