A Savior's Respite

Take this burden now
Take this chalice from me
I will see you dying
Waiting as you decompose

Fill this cup
With the blood of the innocent
For the wicked to imbibe
A saviors ashes
This is where he died
And left you with nothing

Upon this mountain an enemy has been smote
Let his ashes scatter across the earth
And his bone rot into the soil
All that will survive will be the nails that held him here

Nothing will survive
Only the nails that held him here