Stone cold monument
taking joy, from life.
One Holy Presence,
demands a sacrifice.

Hearts turning slowly,
from the Face of Love.
How can this be,
What was He thinking of?

Kidnapped from innocence;
with dreams torn apart,
I tripped in His Presence,
over my broken heart.

How could I begin to approach
His Holy Light?
All my good intentions
couldn't cleanse me in His sight.

With a wave of His Hand,
I cannot forget;
on a cross I saw man,
and before that cross I knelt.

He said,"This is My Promise,
My Blood will cover you-
you will be my witness,
that My Love is ever true.

"No more holocausts;
no more agony,
you will find nothing is lost,
when you find your life, in Me.

your peace already cost a Life,
the price for it was won.
By the Perfect Sacrifice,
the lay in the Heart of My Son.

In the Battle of the Ages,
no child will lost.
Though hell and heaven rages,
no more Holocausts.