My Words Spoken
WHAM!!!
Wham!
Can you hear the that?
Wham!
That wham is the sound of hammer
striking the end of a rusty nail.
Wham!
There's an anguishing cry as the nail
pierces through his flesh and pins
him against the rugged wood.
Wham!
Blood rapidly drips from his wounds
into puddles upon the ground for
insects to inspect and give taste to.
Wham!
The heat of the sun torches his wounds
as flesh eating insects begin to ascend
upon him.
Wham!
The crowd roars in a perverse tongue as
the thirst for his blood intensifies.
Wham!
His body begins to weaken and suffocate
as he's lifted into the air to hang
from the rugged wood.
Wham!
His body begins to cramp and dehydrate
in discomfort from sitting in the
same agonizing position
for hours.
Wham!
There's a numbing pain through his entire
body as his blood flow begins to
slowly circulate.
Wham!
He cries to his father,
My God, my God, why hast thou
forsaken me?
Wham!
He looks down at a tormenting crowd
and says, father forgive them for
they not know what they do.
Wham!
By his own will he says it is finished
and his soul leaves his body.
Wham!
They parted his raiment and cast lots.
Wham!
He was crucified and was
resurrected the third day.
Wham!
He's the savior of the world and
hung on the wood for you,
me and the world.
Can you hear the that?
Wham!
That wham is the sound of hammer
striking the end of a rusty nail.
Wham!
There's an anguishing cry as the nail
pierces through his flesh and pins
him against the rugged wood.
Wham!
Blood rapidly drips from his wounds
into puddles upon the ground for
insects to inspect and give taste to.
Wham!
The heat of the sun torches his wounds
as flesh eating insects begin to ascend
upon him.
Wham!
The crowd roars in a perverse tongue as
the thirst for his blood intensifies.
Wham!
His body begins to weaken and suffocate
as he's lifted into the air to hang
from the rugged wood.
Wham!
His body begins to cramp and dehydrate
in discomfort from sitting in the
same agonizing position
for hours.
Wham!
There's a numbing pain through his entire
body as his blood flow begins to
slowly circulate.
Wham!
He cries to his father,
My God, my God, why hast thou
forsaken me?
Wham!
He looks down at a tormenting crowd
and says, father forgive them for
they not know what they do.
Wham!
By his own will he says it is finished
and his soul leaves his body.
Wham!
They parted his raiment and cast lots.
Wham!
He was crucified and was
resurrected the third day.
Wham!
He's the savior of the world and
hung on the wood for you,
me and the world.
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WHAM!!!
WHAM!!!
