How's it feel to have my back to you?
I swear it won't be the last time, I only say this cause it's a promise I can keep.

Your eye caught mine on the way up that hill. You're hurting... it doesn't make any sense to me... you don't have to hurt. You don't have to be like us... throw down your cross.

I get shoved back. I can't see you.

I rush to the top of the hill.

Oh my God, your hands...
Stop it! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? STOP IT!

I want to throw myself at them. I'm going to start swinging and knock them off of you. I don't care about their swords and armor... I can take that, just get off the ground, they can't lift up that cross. I won't let them.

I'll save you.

Everything goes black and I fall down.
You did it. God, why?
Let me help you...

Who do you think you are? One of us?

No!
You can't pull this on us! Your stronger than that,
your stronger than that!

Come down from there, I'm not worth it, we aren't worth it! Come down!
I'm not someone you can trust! I'm going to let you down... I suck! Don't you understand? I can get you down from there... just let me!

They start to pull up the cross. You're still on it... God, I heard you scream. Oh my God, I just heard you scream... GET DOWN! FALL DOWN GOD STOP IT!

I LIED, I CAN'T FOLLOW YOU WITH MY LIFE! I'M NOT WORTH YOU! SAVE YOURSELF.

The bastards wrapped thorns around your head... no, no, not MY God... I'll kill them I'LL KILL THEM! They can't do this to you... THEY WON'T.

I throw myself into the guards I throw my fists into the face of one, and my shoulder into another, then I'm hit in the head, hard. Everything's black, but I'm still conscious... I start kicking and I scream out "I'M SORRY!! I LOVE YOU! I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THIS TO YOU!!!!"

I wake up and everyone is gone.

The sun has gone down... there's only a couple women around.

And there you are.

My God... I'm sorry... IM NOT WORTH IT

C'mon, man... pick your head up... look at you, you're fine, get up... PICK YOUR HEAD UP!!

....

You're not dead... you can't be..

They Pierced your side. They desecrated everything about you.
You're gone.

I have so much hate.

For them.
For what you did to yourself.
For myself and everything I've ever done to you.

I fall facedown... my face in the dirt. I'm crying so hard my tears are making mud that's sticking to my lips, A perfect metaphor for my lies.

I'm so sorry.
Thank you.