Abandoned as Christ - My Dying Bride

And me kissing Christ, with one eye on his crown

I came killing through the dark

My victims, please take a bow

With great thought, my words are launched

Right into the baying crowd

The lies drop off my tongue

As I wept before the fight

There is no help in heaven

Waste me unto your rotten kin

Your words are those very thorns

Your last lie still fresh on your lips

And me, with a finger of glass pushed through your heart

I’ll hide your name in a dying church for your shame

You see, I want to come in first peace oh my lord

Where was God when I most needed him?