Icon Worship Band - Good Friday

What emptiness lies here
This space screams Your name
Pilgrims stand in awe
While passengers greet pain
Why carry pestilence
Calloused in their souls
Why catch a glimpse of hearts
Where blindness blinks and laughs

Cry, o my soul
Weep, my bread, drink, my love, the wine
Cry, o my soul
Weep, my bread, drink, my life, the wine and die

Scream, why don't You scream
Scream aloud
And bring forth Your wrath
We don't deserve these crowns
Break every heart
Shatter every soul
Beat through the dark
Come make us whole

Written by:
Faith Kjesbo

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