Jesus and Tori
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The soiled ground for the sacrifice Dispelled, crippling, faulty holy land 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, 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
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- Duration
- 03:18
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 72 BPM
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