Album: Purpose
The air was thin and cold and black as the dark night
I stood there watching and shivering in fright
As they hammered the nails into his innocent, innocent hands
When he was pierced for me in my heart he said
With three nails
With three nails
With three nails he said I love you
With three nails he said I love you
With each beating and lashing I felt his cries of agony
But I knew every blow he felt he endured just for me
I couldn't just stand there and never say a word
But when I opened my mouth I couldn't speak I just heard
For six hours he hung upon that tree
For six hours he thought about you and me
For six hours one Friday he never spoke of the pain he felt
For six hours he spoke volumes with just three nails
I look down at my hands and I see there are no holes there
I look down at my hands and I see how much he cares
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