Dead Tree

See your hands bleed, As you hang upon a dead tree, As I pierce you, with the words that I don't speak. With the words that I don't speak. With the words that I don't speak. And the stones were thrown, By these hands that I once lifted, To your throne, Here I am denying your name. Here I am denying your name. Here I am. Hold me to your crown, Through the waters I will not drown, Let me ride on painted clouds, with you. Hold me to your crown, Through the waters I will not drown, Let me ride on painted clouds, with you. I am thirsty, Let my soul drown in your blood, I'm not worthy, Let me in because of your great love. And the stones were thrown, By these hands that I once lifted, To your throne, Here I am denying your name. Here I am denying your name. Here I am. Hold me to your crown, Through the waters I will not drown, Let me ride on painted clouds, with you. Hold me to your crown, Through the waters I will not drown, Let me ride on painted clouds, with you. Hold me to your crown, Through the waters I will not drown, Let me ride on painted clouds, with you.