giving blood

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The Gospel, distorted
It leaves my blood running cold
But still they say
I m rigging the ritual

I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
Cause I d rather feel alive

It s so convoluted
They re just trepanning for gold
May they rest in peace
Cause they re fucking dead to me
Well, there s your eulogy
The water s polluted
My feathers caught in the spill
Nobody said that it would be safe up here

I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
Cause I d rather feel alive

Your salvation s a letdown, ooh
I m sorry that I d rather feel, I d rather feel alive

It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently
No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me
There s no drying off once you re soaked right down to the bone, hopefully
Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me
It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently
No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me
There s no drying off once you re soaked right down to the bone, Hopefully
Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me
Woe is me
I m so sorry, I m so sorry

I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
Cause I d rather feel alive

Your salvation s a letdown, ooh
I m sorry that I d rather feel, I d rather feel alive