After the cross had been carried,
After the weight is laid down,
After the body is buried,
Down where the darkness surrounds
After the end of the violence,
After the sky has gone dark,
Now there is nothing but silence
Broken by the beat of our hearts
He’s gone. He’s gone.
He’s gone. He’s gone.
After the last words are spoken,
We lay him down in the grave.
After our hearts have been broken,
Have all our hearts been betrayed?
He’s gone. He’s gone.He’s gone. He’s gone.
Here at the tomb with our spices,
Love from our hearts is not gone.
Watch till the breaking sun rises,
What will we see at the dawn?
