Redemption Lyrics - Silentium

Now Look at Me Bleeding 

Thine Saviour so Blessed 

A Shrine for the Lustful 

So Scatheless My Wrists 

For No Man I'd Suffer 

A Thief, Liar Nor King 

Nor Walk Upon Flames 

Sing Dirges of Moarn 

A Fiery Throat to Fall 

For a Horde of the Traitors 

Every Soul Shall Betray 

And Every Soul Shall Be Betrayed 

For Nothing I'd Suffer 

Nor Cry Nameless in Vain 

Your Tongue Filled with Poison 

My Chalice Your Mouth 

Thus Solace Has Drowneth 

Now Look at Your Saviour 

And His Body Grew Colder 

Our Redemption Was Lust 

For Nothing I'd Ask For 

As I Bow Down My Head 

Weary with Your Strife 

So Scatheless Thine Wrists