From the hands it came down

From the side it came down

From the feet it came down

And ran to the ground

Between heaven and hell

A teardrop fell In the deep crimson dew

The tree of life grew



And the blood gave life

To the branches of the tree

And the blood was the price

That set the captives free

And the numbers that came

Through the fire and the flood

Clung to the tree

And were redeemed by the blood



From the tree streamed a light

That started the fight

'Round the tree grew a vine

On whose fruit I could dine

My old friend Lucifer came

Fought to keep me in chains

But I saw through the tricks

Of six-sixty-six



And the blood gave life

To the branches of the tree

And the blood was the price

That set the captives free

And the numbers that came

Through the fire and the flood

Clung to the tree

And were redeemed by the blood



From his hands it came down

From his side it came down

From his feet it came down

And ran to the ground

And a small inner voice

Said "You do have a choice."

The vine engrafted me

And I clung to the tree