Watching, Waiting - Extreme

Hanging above the ground

All my limbs are bound

You’re on the right hand

With your head down

Tears from eyes that cannot see

He took the blame from me

So shall it be written

So shall it be done

Watching, waiting

Staring at the Son

Not even knowing

Who you are

Three hours have gone by

We start to question why

Darkness falls in finding out

Why you must die

We can no longer see the Son

The three untie into one

Please forgive us Father

We know not what we’ve done