my heart was cold and distant
i never felt or gave
but christ's love persisted
and my false strength left and i was saved

i saw the cross and found my trust
in a single moment i burst
i looked at my heard and saw rust
and my hands too were cursed

a breath came in like death
i breathed for the first time
and actually laid down to rest
finally, i found peace from my crimes

my heart started from the cross
beating, feeling, like i was a little boy
because of one mans great loss
i can experience joy