we were the dust in your hands before the void knew our names the breath you breathed into the first wound but your grave became our cradle and the stars sing the covenant... (STARS SING THE COVENANT) we were the stab wound in your ribs where grace poured out the crown of dead branches you wore as our ransom your silence our hymn before the void could speak... (THE SWORD IN YOUR MOUTH) the thief's hymn drowns in your chalice we were the weight of your cross every splinter a sermon on mercy you wore our shame as a shroud but your shadow became our glory and all will be made new "you have come to Mount Zion" "to the city of the living God" "the heavenly Jerusalem" "to Jesus" "the mediator of a new covenant" "and to the sprinkled blood" (to Jesus) (the mediator of a new covenant) (and to the sprinkled blood) we await the dragon’s end and your shadow the sword where death no >WHERE DEATH IS YOUR VICTORY~! and the sky splits pouring... (like a psalm)
