Messiah or man 

To me you gave this bloodied crown 

And with it came such tragic folly 

such strong devotion from those so weak 

Lend me your soul...I'll fill it with fear 

Carry you high to where you can see 

The fall that awaits, so inviting and cold 

From the high place we'll fall below 

In death I am born 

From man to God 

Through blindness 

Your suffering 

Forced upon this cross...High above in shame 

Forced upon this pedestal...High above the blame 

Your blood holds my Kingdom high 

A kingdom built on fear and lies 

So sour has this bread and wine become 

For I am not a God, a martyr or a king 

I've bled as you bleed 

I've cried as you cry 

I've sinned as all of you 

I've died, as you will too 

But I see through your blindness 

And I wait for your fall 

Resurrected by your faith 

But I'll never walk this world again 

Hang me high above all and nail me to forever 

Never let me fall from this highest of places