Slave King
When time became full
He became empty
Slave King Messiah
Adam's clemency.
The lion of Judah
Laid down as a lamb
Pietre Rebukes
This inhuman plan.
That night, this bread,
His flesh broken and torn
His blood spilled, drained
The wine of new dawn.
His body in tatters
Laid in the tomb.
The cloths laid aside
This tomb his new womb.
Victory rises;
So death is no more
The flesh of the lamb
will sustain the world.
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