Jesus Tori lyrics

the soiled ground for the sacrifice,

dispelled, crippling, faulty, holyland.

i am your martyr, your stigmata...

the tears turn to blood, beneath my eyes.

my body listens... as you whisper.

my fingers bend... as i`m nailed to your cross

the splinters etch... hearts in my back.

i denounce this crucifixion, i deman another sacrifice.

a cast shadow over this narrow hill,

pulling my fingers from these nails...

there will be no use for a second coming.
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