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