That Awaits

Placed before the altar
Two awful symbols lay
Crown of thorns and nails
A chilling thought displayed

A torture that awaits You
One prepared for me
You step into my place
While I stand by and see

A crown of piercing skin
Of mind where evil seeps
Welcomed, grown and thought
In dark corners I do keep

Path of feet were placed
Action that begins
Hands in action moved
Followed way of sin

The One who truly loves
Bore the price for me
Let these symbols serve
My love eternally

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