Sangreal

At creation's birth
When we walked as one
Your beauty shone
Like the morning Sun
We were face to face
But you turned away
To become a god
Bathed in foolish pride
You scream in chains
Writhe in filthy shame
As creation weeps
To be free again

Sangreal, cup of light
Sangreal, purge my soul
Sangreal, wash me pure
Sangreal, take this hate

While heaven weeps
You curse the light
You're burning with
With your cold dark hate
At the cross I bled
Bled with burning love
I give my flesh
To feed your soul
Come away with me
My mourning child
I will heal your wounds
And dry your tears

Sangreal, cup of light
Sangreal, purge my soul
Sangreal, wash me pure
Sangreal, take this hate

Father, I'm coming home
Father, I'm coming home