In the beginning when I was young,
I called you "Father," and you said that I was your son,
And we were one.
You trusted your work to my arrogant hands,
But it didn't fit with my own insignificant plans,
And so I ran.
Oh, wretched man that I am!
Who will deliver this body of d**h?
Oh, I am too weak to stand!
How could you love me with all of this blood on my hands?
I pilfered my birthright; I gambled it dry.
I sold every good thing that you ever gave me, and I,
Oh I lied
To myself and I said, "my life is my own.
I'll do what I wish with it. I've got no sins to atone
Here on my throne."
Oh, wretched man that I am!
Who will deliver this body of d**h?
Oh, I am too weak to stand!
How could you love me with all of this blood on my hands?
You were the innocent, I was the criminal.
You were the innocent, I was the criminal.
You were the innocent, I was the criminal.
You were the innocent, I was the criminal.
Oh, wretched man that I am!
Who will deliver this body of d**h?
Oh, I am too weak to stand!
How could you love me with all of this blood on my hands?
You were the innocent, I was the criminal. (Blood on my hands)
You were the innocent, I was the criminal.
You were the innocent, I was the criminal. (Oh I am too weak to stand)
You were the innocent, I was the criminal. (How could you love me with this blood on my hands?)