text: I want to pleasure in your sight
  I want to subscribe to your delight
  So hold on and see what I do for you
  Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?
  My head was bleeding so red
  But all the thorns in my crown, the rose blended
  Instead with my beautiful robe carries on, I will carry on
  I cut down a tree said, Man would you look at me
  I stuck my head in a thorn bush Man I was deceived
  Oh my brother, Your hands are full of sores
  But God blessed you brother
  My nails are longer than yours
  I was crucified with Christ
  But how come I am not dead
  God gave me a cross
  But I made my own instead
  My beautiful carries on, I will carry on
  I cut down the tree
  I nailed myself to the wood
  I screamed in agony
  Cause the glory was not so good
  I fell to my knees and I remember
  The words of God pierced so hard
  Your righteousness is like filthy rags
  And I fell to my knees and said, My filthy robe