He was beaten down,
Until he had nothing left.
In his blood he thought he would drown,
He thought he would soon take his last breath.
They broke his halo,
Like it was a toy.
He was once calm and mellow,
Now he’ll never be the same boy.
His heart surrounded by thorns,
God never heard the prayers he said.
He felt his heart was torn,
Thats how they found him dead.