Behind all your valor, behind all your words and pain and
behind this christian rhetoric, there is a rage that will
conquer. You are the conqueror. Behind the words in red,
there is a rage. Behind the blood you shed, there is a
rage. Behind the things you said, there is a rage. Jesus,
why did you end up dead? There is a rage. You breathe
holy terror, stronger than all of our pride. Oh, holy
terror, drop a bomb on the inside. Kingdom violence, so
necessary. We are the violent; You have a rage that will
conquer. Conqueror. You’re bleeding a terror, a holy
terror in me. Oh God, I am terrified. Is this ecstasy?
Behold the worthy lamb, and be terrified.
