The scars of your heart are like an open wound on your flesh.
Who had planted these scars on your heart?
It hurts me as much as it had hurt you.
Isn't it an escape that you no longer remember?
The scars of your heart have led me here,
like how God tempted me with His love.
I know in the end you will live and I will die
because I am here to bear the pain,
like the sacrificial Lamb.