There Will Be Blood

When your nature begins to rise,
And the veins in your neck begin to bulge
And sweat beads form above your lip ...
The words burning at your tongue ...

There will be blood.

When your souls cries out of the window
Of your life and you look yourself in the eye for the first time
And see yourself as you once were
And not as you have been ...

There will be blood.

When you live for something worth dying for
And have made the crooked places straight,
When you've righted your wrongs
And forgiven everyone who has hurt you ...

There will be blood.

When you've managed to loose yourself completely
In the pursuit of loveAnd chaos no longer mirrors your life
When what used to confuse you brings
No memory of past failures or remote sadness ...

When you can close your eyes at the end of the day
And enjoy the peace and the quiet.

There will be blood.

"But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed." Isaiah 53:5