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Holy Homocide

I know the perfect murder
I was crucified at his side
The good work begun in me
Was justified by an execution
I know the perfect murder
I live it every day
To kill the deeds of the body
Enmity against my flesh

Continue until the last day
This process is required
Called from the pits of damnation
How acceptable is this death
To die is gain. To live is Christ
When will we understand?
Entitled to nothing more
The gift of a perfect murder

I can see tears falling to the ground
I can hear the screams shatter through the darkness
I can see their faces as the blood drips down
I can hear them cry for the last breath
I can feel the torment everyday
I can taste sin on my lips
I can never understand the extent of it all
I can only know that I can't deny this
I can see the anger in their eyes
I can hear them strike him down
I can feel the spear going through the side
I can hear him choke on his own blood
I can feel this lasting love