Blood

What grace, what freedom?
What cross, what law?
What childhood, what life?
What holy, what kingdom, blood wine?

The gypsy jester
A vagabond clown
Lost on foundations
Just me, the king, his son

Death, the coming of spirit, the holy one
Faith, the life of son, the only one
A holy nation, the kingdom
A cross, the Son, the blood, the Ghost
Wine of suffering, Bread of Life
Take me