Lyrics

Verse 1**
*The sky ripped its throat, the sun bled to black,*
*Nails screamed through sinew as the cosmos cracked.*
*The Father’s fist clenched, wrath like a hurricane,*
*Poured out on the Sinless—the Lamb Slaughtered in vain?*
*His breath became gravel, His ribs caved like shores,*
*Every curse of my soul shoved deep in His pores.*
*The cup of damnation pressed hard to His lips,*
*He drank every drop… as the galaxies slipped.*

**Chorus**
*It pleased You to crush Him—the Price etched in veins!*
*Hell’s invoice paid crimson, heaven’s ledger in flames.*
*The wrath I deserved became His oxygen,*
*As Love let the Hammer fall… again, and again.*
*The Price was His heartbeat, the Price was His scream,*
*The Price was the Father’s heart torn at the seams.*
*What justice demanded, what mercy decreed—*
*The cross was the knife…*
*…and my freedom the bleed.*

**Verse 2**
*No angelic respite, no pity, no pause,*
*Just the Roar of Abandonment clawing His laws.*
*“*Eli, Eli*”—the cry split the void,*
*As the Wrath I’d fermented became His to void.*
*The Maker unmade, the Infinite—small,*
*He wore my death’s stench to cancel the Fall.*
*The thunder screamed “*Guilty!*” but His silence screamed “*Grace!*”*
*The Price was His body… my war’s erased.*

**Chorus**
*It pleased You to crush Him—the Price etched in veins!*
*Hell’s invoice paid crimson, heaven’s ledger in flames.*
*The wrath I deserved became His oxygen,*
*As Love let the Hammer fall… again, and again.*
*The Price was His heartbeat, the Price was His scream,*
*The Price was the Father’s heart torn at the seams.*
*What justice demanded, what mercy decreed—*
*The cross was the knife…*
*…and my freedom the bleed.*

**Bridge**
*(Guttural spoken-word over dissonant chords)*
*“Was it worth it, My Son? This cacophony of pain?”*
*“*Abba, for her… for him…*
*…I’d choose it again.”*
*The Trinity’s heartbreak, the cost beyond cost—*
*Redemption’s math written in blood… and in loss.*

**Final Chorus**
*It pleased You to crush Him—the Price bought my peace!*
*The fury, the fracture, the storm’s grim release.*
*The wrath I deserved became His oxygen,*
*As Love let the Hammer fall… again, and again.*
*The Price was His heartbeat, the Price was His scream,*
*The Price was the Father’s heart torn at the seams.*
*What justice demanded, what mercy decreed—*
*The cross was the knife…*
*…and my freedom the bleed.*

**Outro**
*The veil’s torn in two, the grave’s lost its sting,*
*The Price hangs eternal where angels still sing.*
*“*Tetelestai!*” The war’s been won—*
*The wrath spent, the debt cleared…*
*…and I’m His.*
***It. Is. Done.***