| Here stands before you a broken man
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| Wild creature of the night
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| He stand accused of things he may not have done is he guilty he might be but
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| now we will learn.
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| You can always say your prayers… Guilty
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| You fall on your knees and pray. |
| Mercy
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| I will wash my hands of you there’s nothing more that I can do
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| Bring me nails, bring me the cross, bring me the Crown of Thorns
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| And so the righteous will now be damned
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| Pray mercy on our souls
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| Now and forever the story told was he guilty he must be well never know
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| You can always say your prayers. |
| Guilty
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| You fall on your knees and pray. |
| Mercy
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| Bring me nails, bring me the cross, bring me the Crown of Thorns
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| Here stands before you the risen man
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| Lost preacher of the light
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| And who will follow forever more?
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| A Saviour he must be look at his hands
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| You can always say your prayers… Guilty
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| You fall on your knees and pray… Mercy
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| Glory is as glory does
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| Shine mercy from the lord above
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| Bring me nails, bring me the cross, bring me the Crown of Thorns |