The Holy Tramps - Holy | Текст песни

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Self blesse and cursed by others
I'll gather my foes and my fiends
Return to the east my father
And stay there till time comes to an end

Oh God? rip my chest with no mercy
Replace my cold heart with a candle
I know it will be only worse
I'm not gonna wait for a handle

Don't promise life in heaven
To our crusified children
Don't claim a\the power of seven
Please let us come back home