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Spiritual Cramp (rozz) lyrics
Incurable disease on the day of rest
Walking on water in a sea of incest
I ve got an image of Jesus
embedded on my chest
I can t leave home without my
bullet proof vest
Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
fighting with scorpions tied around my neck
I hear the pitter patter
of a killer on the loose
children using their fingers instead of words
crosses burn your temples
on slaughter avenue
It takes too much time to say I refuse
Time is digging graves for the chosen few
Children dig graves for me and you
Describe the illness I ll prescribe the cure
start your two day life
on a two day vacation
I ve got a spiritual cramp going for my ribs
Those gangsters toting guns
are shooting spikes through my wrist
children using their fingers instead of words
Fingers bury children under the boards
I can die a thousand times
But I will always be here
with the power skull secrets
of forgotten years
the hangman s noose is trenched
with bloodstains of tears
my hands are the killer that confirms
my tears
Jesus won t you touch me
come into my heart
where the Hell are you
when the fire starts?
On a mission of the father
to reduce the gates of hell
the ivory bone eyed mother s flesh
is starting to swell
I m setting twenty-two tables
for the funeral feast
Satan is by far the kindest guest
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