But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. -Isaiah 53:5
"Succubus of an insecure safety, I will never bow to your will... To die is gain, our life is our sacrifice, you will not take my pride. Your freedom means more than our safety. Christ is not a filthy word!" RIYL: Sleeping Giant, Madball, Stick to your Guns, and Hatebreed