23 Wounds Lyrics

Blanketing the path as i rode
Towards the city
The mid March sky hung low
Like a noose around my neck

Not typically am i a believer in conspiracy
But the fearful convictions of a messenger
Such as this
Could have pierced the skin of any skeptic

I fear that i am too late my friend
I hope this you can forgive

Like a brother you have been
Through even my darkest moments defiance
And dishonor

Redemption in defense of your name
Forever in debt i am to your mercy

I fear that i am too late my friend
I hope this you can forgive

Twenty three wounds alike
My fallen friend
Twenty three wounds alike
Will be avenged

Twenty three wounds alike
Will not go unpunished

I fear that i am too late my friend
I hope this you can forgive

Twenty three wounds alike
My fallen friend
Twenty three wounds alike
Will be avenged (2x)