And though the Earth cried out for blood,
satisfied her hunger was
Her billows calmed on raging seas
for the souls of men she craved
Sun and moon on balcony
turned their heads in disbelief
Their precious Love would taste the sting
Disfigured and disdained

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with the keys
to Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
laid death in his grave

So three days in darkness slept
the Morning Sun of righteousness
But rose to shame the throes of death
and overturn his rule
Now daughters and the sons of men
would not pay their dues again
The debt of blood they owed was rent
when the day rolled a new

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with the keys
to Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
laid death in his grave

And He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall
In desperate places
He paid our wages
One time once and for all

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke holding keys
to Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
One Man Jesus Christ
laid death in his grave


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