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Crown Of Thorns

Lyrics; Thirty silver echoes clinkin’ in the dark, A kiss like a dagger left a permanent mark, Garden full of shadows, even angels felt the weight, Sweat dripped blood, feel the pressure of fate, Rome built the stage, wood carried the blame, Hammer hit the silence, earth whispered His name, They said “King of nothing,” carved it in the grain, But heaven leaned forward every time He felt the pain. Nails talk louder than the crowd ever could, Iron preaching mercy through splinters of wood, Every удар (strike) wrote love in His hands, History changed with a carpenter’s plan. Scarlet crown on a brow full of grace, Thorns in His skull but He still saw my face, Blood like a signature signed on the sky, Cross wasn’t murder — it was God’s reply, They thought they ended Him, sealed the tomb tight, But death just blinked when it stared at the Light. Barabbas walked free, I was shackled inside, My sentence got traded for a holy life, Whips drew scriptures down His exposed back, Every stripe was a debt getting taken off tabs, Soldiers rolled dice for the clothes of a King, Gambled on fabric, ignored everything, Mocked Him in purple, laughed at the crown, Didn’t know mercy was bleeding them down. Sky turned black like it couldn’t watch, Sun hid its face from the ticking of clocks, Veil tore open like God said “Enough,” No more distance — just nails and love. Scarlet crown on a brow full of grace, Thorns in His skull but He still saw my face, Blood like a signature signed on the sky, Cross wasn’t murder — it was God’s reply, They thought they ended Him, sealed the tomb tight, But death just blinked when it stared at the Light. Not guilty blood on a guilty tree, Innocence died so the broken go free, Hands spread wide like a welcome sign, Come all the lost — this death is mine, Grave dug deep but it couldn’t hold breath, Life walked in and strangled death. Scarlet crown, hear the earth still cry, Love so loud even hell went quiet, Three days silence, then stone got moved, Resurrection flexed on a borrowed tomb, Cross wasn’t weakness, it was the throne, Lion roared from a slain lamb’s bones. From splinters to scepter, from grave to crown, The King still reigns from upside down