She finds him by the fire His clothes have got him dripping from his crimes He beckons her, "Sweet daughter" The voice who once avenged her younger life
He's got the voice of a con. The same one Who cut down in the name of his god. Who took on the robe of a judge Without a license to kill without a cause.
He's not worth it!
He's not worth it! He's not worth it!
Remember what he did to make you question all the words he said And from the book- The same book that's reeling you home after so many years of silence.
And the daughter watches father, As he sleeps and dreams she brings the knife to light. 'Cause she knows he can't go farther And he'll never wait to see his daughter cry.
Don't lose control or you will long To go back to this time and rewrite your thought. 'Cause you're about to choose what's to come.
So ironic- It's ironic- It's ironic That you're contemplating murder while I'm educating you in mercy. You say you want- You say you want The means to believe. Then don't change who you are 'Cause who you are is who I made you to discover Me.
"The steel marries his skin!"
No, it's not worth it! It's not worth it!
"Cut him down, I cut him down!"
He didn't have to fall!
It's your fault! It's your fault! You lost control! And now you long to come back and rewrite your thought. But I won't let you slip away! Not this time, not this time! This time you're gonna learn what it means To receive the very mercy that you denied With what you've done ? The means to believe
I keep feeding you the proof that you need, But you spit it out with the fire of your doubt. ?
And now he can't go farther Cause he'll never wait to see his daughter cry.