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[Verse]
In the Dmheat of the early morning, on a hGmill they called the skull, the Gmroaring of the Amangry mob had sBbettled tCo a lDmull. All eyeDms were cast upon the man, whose hGmands and feet were bound; they Gmsaw him cry anAminguish when they hBbeard the haCmmer pDmound.
[Verse]
They sDmaw the bloody woven thorns, with wDmhich his head was crowned. They wDmatched the bloody cDmross of wood be Bbdropped iCnto the Dmground. The soDmldiers gambled for His clothes. They waDmtched them win and lose. They sDmaw the sign aDmbove His head that sBbaid King oCf the JDmews.
[Chorus]
It is fDminished, and the sBbky grew blCack as the nDmight. It is fDminished, and the pBbeople scatGmtered in frigAht. The wBbork had been dFone, ReGmdemption had been Dmwon. The war was oFver wiGmthout a fiAght, it is finDmished!
[Verse]
They seDmarched His face for anger, for veDmngeance in His stare. inDmstead of eyes that buDmrned with hate, a loBbok of loCve was thDmere. He prDmayed for their forgiveness and bDmowed His battered head, and nDmo-one knew the meDmaning of the fBbinal words CHe sDmaid.
[Chorus]
It is fDminished, and the sBbky grew blCack as the nDmight. It is fDminished, and the pBbeople scatGmtered in frigAht. The wBbork had been dFone, ReGmdemption had been Dmwon. The war was oFver wiGmthout a fiAght, it is finDmished! Bm
[Ending]
BmThe provCision F#mhas been mBmade. The fouBmndation hAas been lF#maid. He pGmaid the raDmnsom due and tore the teEmple veil in tDmwo, and opCened up the Gmway for me and yAou, it is finDmished!
[Ending 2] Bb C Dm Dm Bb Gm A Bb F Gm Dm
F Gm A it is Dmfinished