I beheld the Face of Doom
I was wheeled into the Room
The Sky was Cracked. My Cross was borne
Upon my head was a Crown of Thorns

Asked no questions I wondered Why
This should be my time to Die
The Night was marked by Clouds forlorn
As I groped for my Crown of Thorns

Empowered by an Unseen Force
I did not fall throughout the Course
of the Crowning Blow that adorned
unto me the Crown of Thorns

Forbidden Words forever Survive
Beyond millennia and countless lives
their Speakers die and some may mourn
The Wearers of the Crown of Thorns

Father forgive them, for they know not what they do

elwi elwi lama sabacqani