Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can`t be satisfied With flesh of thy nazarene No gilded streets of heaven`s grace Entice me in thy speech No holy mother doth condone All your pillage war and greed
But know thee that all oceans worth Of waters turned holy Won`t change the course of river That runs inside of me My blood flows ever skyward And pools where thy black is white
For woulst thou not carme at my soul With sword of thy supreme truth Strike me down on my bended knees For thy baptism so soothe
My blood flows ever skyward And pools where thy black is white Alone am I to raise my head In the starless forest night
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