As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before

Silence but no peace
Visions of agony
The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body

Rise up

The betrayer is at hand

The Son of Man betrayed
Into the hands of sinners
Innocent blood
Will be shed
By the hands of the guilty

As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before
The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body