Prayer of An Unrighteous Man

Oh Gentle Whisper Your child weeps for his hope has died His sky falls An unheralded fate upon his shoulders Inveigled by his desires To sacrifice the little bit of freedom he has left Oh Immanuel Your son lies barely breathing Suffocated by sin He prays to deafened ears His heart bleeds tainted blood Oh Man of Sorrows Your peace has gone from the world And here lies the memories of yesterday Tomorrow taken by fear The road to paradise burned by a fallen star Oh Crown of Beauty Upon His head was the death of his body laid Though his essence belongs to heaven He still lives with doubt Oh Majesty on High May your left hand chastise the rebellion of his heart And the music of heaven cause him to rejoice At the glory of a rising sun