Those Who Lick The Wounds Of Christ Lyrics
Who taste the sacred wineYou lick the wounds of ChristThe one of blessed memoryThrough this you make himm breatheThough the candlelight is flickeringRelieving wind come sweep awayDevotion to his memoryOne is the remedyTo let our souls fly freeOne is the solutionTo put all this to a final endTo end this miseryLet me spit into your faceAnd at the symbol of your feeble raceThis is just what he would preachHis kingdom is now out of reachPale utopia's tragedyI had a dreamThat resembled of a dark pastAn honorable ancestryOf a time when weaknessWas no virtue more than prosperityAwakening in cold sweatScreaming with agonySomething must be done to end this painAnd one is the remedyYou are the clownsYou simple-minded misguided onesIn the name of GodIn the name of insanityYour ways are so patheticYour minds are so naiveYou are the worm inside my veinsYou make me sick with apathy
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