"Jesus And Tori" lyrics

"Jesus And Tori"

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, bend, bend (As I'm nailed to your cross)
The splinters etch, etch (Hearts in my back)

I denounce this crucifixion
I demand another sacrifice

A cast shadow over this narrow hill
Pulling my fingers from these nails

There will be no use
For a second coming

A cast shadow over this narrow hill
Pulling my fingers from these nails


Writer(s): The Number Twelve Looks Like You
album: "Put on Your Rosy Red Glasses" (2003)
The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Put on Your Rosy Red Glasses album cover
Empty Calm
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