Blood کے بول

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