The Mercy Seat
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I began to warm and chill
To objects in the field
A rugged cup, a twisted mug
The face of Jesus in my soup
Don't seem so different, dear
Than me or Troy as wicked leer
A hoop ball rising from my foot
All things either good or under
And the mercy seat is wet
And the thick of my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done
With all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And I hear stories from the chamber
Where Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Down upon the grass and medicine
The scene was surely fictitious
Beneath the word
Or at least that's what I told
Oh, that filthy five
Tattooed evil across his brother's fist
Oh, to evil and a temptation to resist
In heaven his throne is made of gold
The ark of testimony is stone
From all the witches of all history
Nuts on the floor
But down here it's made of 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 wet
And of a moth that tries to enter
The little girl and I
I go shuffling out of line
Just to hide and drop the word
But anyway I'm not afraid to die
And my two head is called evil
Around his brother's fist
His long-suffering shepherd
And all from a dead end line
And the mercy seat is wet
And the thick of my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done
With all these books of disbelief
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid
And the mercy seat is glowing
And the thick of my head is smoking
And oh, I'm hoping to be done
With all these books of disbelief
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid
And the mercy seat is smoking
And the thick of my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done
With all these books of disbelief
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid
And the mercy seat is wet
And the thick of my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done
With all these books of disbelief
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid
And I'm not afraid
Oh, I'm not afraid
Ooh, and the mercy seat is wet
And the thick of my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done
With all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie