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