I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister dinner meals The meal trolley's wicked wheels A hooked bone rising from my food All things good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this weighing up of truth An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die
Interpret signs and catalogue A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog The walls are bad, black, bottom kind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber How Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger Died upon the cross And might I say it seems so fitting in its way He was a carpenter by trade Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill-hand tattooed E.V.I.L. Across it's brother's fist That filthy five They did nothing to resist In Heaven His throne is made of gold The ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told All history does unfold Down here it's made of wood and wire And my body is on fire And God is never far away
Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye So I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L. Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D. Tis a long-suffering shackle Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this weighing up of truth An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is glowing And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this twisted of the truth An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing And I think my head is smoking And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this looks of disbelief An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is melting And in a way I'm helping To be done with all this twisted of the truth An eye for an eye And a truth for a truth And anyway I told the truth But I'm afraid I told a lie