Tetelestai - Phinehas

Oh how I long to see the end of every ending

To breathe before my last and begin beginning

Would You catch the wind with Your arm?

Or lift my oceans with a heave?

All hell sound your sirens

Hold Your breath for three words conceived:

It is finished

Walking down the streets I watch You turn Your face from me

They ripped the skin from my back dissecting eternity

You clothed me in darkness given a rose but wearing the thorns instead

My last breath

I watch God hang His robes over the sun

To hide a child becoming corruption

Clean hands

Eternity nailed to a tree

How tired You must have been

Clean hands

From a garden to misery

Bearing the weight of men

Yet You raise Yourself higher to take Your last breath

Demons pause with terror

I am blood enough to never run dry still You despise me

Sinking the spear in my side when You hung beside me on that day

Cursing at the wind will not stop the message I send

Clean hands

Eternity nailed to a tree

How tired You must have been

Clean hands

From a garden to misery

Bearing the weight of men

Yet You raise Yourself higher to take Your last breath

(Bear witness once and for all)

It is finished

Would You catch the wind with Your arm?

Or lift my oceans with a heave?

All hell sound Your sirens

Hold Your breath for three words conceived