Wooden Jesus

Corruption (Polônia)

I stared at the dying sun 
I let sinx into oblivion 
I stared at the sparks of heaven 
That curved a white ebony face 

Sundrops were falling all night 
Spitting the blood out on my face 
I closed my eyes ears and mouth 
I took my hands off the croos and went 

My feet and hands just like wings 
Were stretched on the angulsh tears 
Twisted like crying for help 
Whole made of my essence of faith 

Sundrops were falling all night 
Spitting the blood out on my face 
I closed my eyes ears and mouth 
I took my hands off the croos and went 

I'm only a wooden Jesus
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