The Mercy Seat Lyrics

And they came, took me from my home Put me in Dead Row Of which I am nearly wholly innocent I'll say again, I am afraid to die
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 deals A meal trolley's wicked wheels A hooked bone rising from my food All things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is awaiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth
Of an eye for an eye And 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 the sick breath at my hind They are the sick breath at my hind They are the sick breath at my hind They are the sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber 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
Like my good hand Tattooed evil all across his brothers fist That filthy five They did nothing to challenge or 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 a 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 Like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye
Till I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied
Kill hand is called evil Wears a wedding band that's good To the long suffering shackle Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is a burning And I think my head is glowing In a way I'm hoping To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing And I think my head is a melting In a way I'm helping To be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I saw no proof And nor a motive why
The mercy seat is a melting And I think my blood is a boiling In a way I'm spoiling All the fun that I always consequence the truth
An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is awaiting And I think my head is burning In a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway there was no proof And nor a motive why
And the mercy seat is awaiting And I think my head is burning In a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I've told the truth And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is awaiting And I think my head is burning In a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of proof
A lie for a lie And a truth for a truth And anyway there was no proof And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is awaiting 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've told the truth and I'm not afraid to die And the mercy seat is awaiting and I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this measuring of proof ...