Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat (Live From KCRW)

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[@Duke_Togo_G13]

This is the best version of this song. It really gets you in the gut, and has more depth and impact than the original.

[@Alexandra14238]

Love this version more than original

[@sofasf3526]

💯

[@kamarkamora679]

Yessss❤️

[@3rdWorldNola]

I think we all concur.

[@gramsmith4677]

The lyrics stand up on their own - brilliant.

[@3oS1]

Peaky fookin' blinders!

[@Messi10HD]

I SWEAR THE BEST OPENING SCENE I HAVE EVER SAW

[@stefanciocan17]

Yeah, my friend you right

[@somethink.g]

World Cup!

[@SB-hc1nt]

This is one of his most beautiful,gripping and chilling songs and live is best I've seen it a few times live it's entrancing. Warren Ellis is an amazing violinist. Nick Cave brought me here I've listen to him for a long time and this song in particular. I like him as far back as his work with Lydia Lunch and Rowland Howard.He's much like Leonard Cohen it's undeniable. I've heard a comparison to Tom Waits not in a million years, Cohen yes.

[@burpie3258]

He immediately reminded me of Cohen as well

[@Maggie5846]

Nick performed this last Thursday night in Nashville, TN at his Q & A tour. I can't tell you how powerful it was. You would have had to have been there. Thank you, Nick.

[@alekseyuchytel108]

This version is perfect , sometimes with tears in my eyes

[@jamesdavis8531]

Rip John

[@GreenYellowTime]

This is my new favorite version of The Seat!

[@ludovicthierry263]

I come for Nick cave, I know this song for a long time. No need a serie to love NC.

[@ozgurcan112]

Hayatımda bundan güzel pek az şey dinledim. Great!

[@LoweringMyProfile]

Those violins sound so beautiful! That song reaches me deep into my spirit. That’s one thing about Nick Cave as well Peaky Blinders they have some of the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard. God bless!

[@caoimheglynn-manley3439]

The chords and the violin are just so honest

[@moumita_d99]

i wish i had found this song way way before ///// to be at peace with the chaos.

[@robofatcat]

2013 was the year this was uploaded and I just now heard this beautiful song.

[@ultrasuperberdus7978]

R.I.P john

[@sergiocalzoni1783]

Fantastic version of one of the masterpieces of Nick Cave!!

[@user-yh6kk4lj9d]

Incredible version of an amazing song!!! Super Nick....

[@mhykol-4690]

Oglunun öldüğü gun bu muzigi dinliyordum ah be Nick sesinde yaşanmışlıklar var..

[@sonic_witch]

Excellent version.

[@micmac09]

Plus posée, cette version gagne en ampleur et en force dramatique. Un classique.

[@sarahbennedick3233]

I've just been looking on UA-cam because I love different types of music and sounds this is truly beautiful amazing music I want to find out more about this artist

[@maddybrown6823]

+Sarah Bennedick He really is brilliant, i had the privilege of seeing him live a couple of years ago. He has another band called grinderman and check out a film called The Proposition, he wrote it and did the screenplay and soundtrack.

[@arturogaytan-bazan8945]

he has a big catalog and it could be a bit daunting. If you're interesting in these piano ballads I would suggest checking out The Boatmans Call and No Longer Shall We Part. both of those albums are incredibly beautiful.

[@gdynianeczka]

Of this...i will never get tired :)

[@simonbailey2040]

+Agnieszka Kowalska Thanks Yoda, its beautiful isnt it...x

[@CandySphynx]

This is beyond amazing.

[@Da1000K]

Thanks for sharing Mr. Cave. Love the violin.

[@theworldofphoebe3817]

RIP John Shelby

[@CrookedWeather]

I love this track. Been a big fan of Nick for years but recently bought this live album which got me into this track. Find it more inviting than the original studio version and more raw and honest than Johnny Cash's take on it and lets not forget Warren on the violin!!!

[@johnarundell7951]

Nick & The Bad Seeds are currently performing this classic on their Australia/NZ tour .. I witnessed them blasting it out from 10m away the other night it was incredible :) Nick is in fine form really tearing it up with Warren and the rest of the guys who are touring America and probably Europe later in the year. They played 7 of the 8 songs from Skeleton Tree as well. So deep.

[@CrookedWeather]

John Arundell Awesome! I checked his tour dates the other day and noticed he was over In Oz. I really need to get to see him :-)

[@xaviermatot3564]

Fan depuis 30 ans , c' est son meilleur show et surtout une , voire sa meilleur interprétation de " MERCY SEAT ' Un disque à posséder en CD et en vinyle ( 2 bonus ! ) ...Frissons . Xavier XMT.

[@massimoceccarelli8209]

Che Iddio benedica Nick Cave.

[@depo23]

Fookin' Nick Cave brought me to Peaky Blinders!

[@miszorinho2100]

this is fookin amazing

[@claudiapereira477]

Adoroooo essa música 🎶.

[@debbiesherstobitoff3546]

This is so Amazing!!!!!

[@Alexoui1]

such a sensitive version of a masterpiece...

[@denialfalls2724]

My favorite

[@novina93ify]

love music

[@KingInk91]

amazing!

[@ErnestRockRebel]

Morir en un agónico grito silencioso y encontrarse por fin con Dios...

[@Ponpontutuss]

An old cassette tape I found brought me here, wild!

[@pj7309]

Brilliant exposition of belief...

[@johnnyfit6688]

This song shall be heard by millions-
By the order of the Peakay fockin’ Bleindeis

[@1000Neph]

Thanks

[@donhuan9586]

thanks nikos..

[@HAMAD711A]

بيكي بلايندزر ❤️❤️❤️

[@arielsalazar4465]

temazo....para el raquetazooo

[@17ambi]

I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind
They are the sick breath at my hind
They are the sick breath at my hind
They are the sick breath at my hind
They are the sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand tattooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold
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 wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
So I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that devil blood
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is flowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is melting
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway, I saw no proof
And nor no motive why
And the mercy seat is melting
And I think my blood is boiling
And in a way I'm spoiling
All the fun by all this consequence and truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
A eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
And nor a motive why
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
A life for a life
And a truth for a truth
And anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all these looks of disbelief
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to lie
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to lie
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm afraid I told a lie

[@Based-Kaczynski]

Joooohn😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[@Dr.JeremyDunks]

Griff, a random stranger from ICQ keeps bringing me to Nick Cave.

[@Dev11maycry]

Peaky Blinders

[@CWB1863]

Such an awesome fuckin tune!

[@p44r]

Dark wave Sirius Sunday nights brings me here

[@obitodz4732]

rip john

[@tylerdurden5191]

My amazing taste in music brought me here ))

[@vahidhasani3247]

This version is very good

[@theresalemieux6993]

Same

[@wa9056]

God I wish there was video footage of this performance

[@fernandoguzmancastaneda8305]

Quién en mayo 2020 músico neto

[@SuperFassoL]

rip john shelby

[@abdullahassad2462]

faisal Alkathiri i am crying while this pure music is playing

[@Ithamcr]

Peaky blinders🖤

[@gilbertgotfried]

Jesus.

[@dlo_pashaei]

🫀🖤 0:10

[@unholy6632]

Rip Jhon Shelby

[@vladimirdunham47]

pleaaase sheeets

[@gezenunsal]

Peaky blinders yeahh

[@AlexandreLopesdoNascimentoFilh]

Comecei a me aquecer e me resfriar
Em relação a objetos e suas áreas.
Um copo em pedaços, um esfregão torcido
O rosto de Jesus em minha sopa
Esses sinistros jantares de negócios
As rodas tenebrosas do carrinho de refeições
Um osso em forma de gancho saindo da minha comida
Todas as coisas boas ou ruins.
E o trono da misericórdia está esperando
E eu acho que minha cabeça está queimando
De certa forma, estou ansiando
Para acabar logo com todo esse pesar da verdade.
Olho por olho
E dente por dente
De qualquer modo, eu disse a verdade
E eu não tenho medo de morrer.
Ouço histórias da câmara
Cristo nasceu em uma manjedoura
E, como um estranho esfarrapado
Ele morreu na cruz
Devo dizer, parece tão apropriado à sua maneira
Ele era um carpinteiro de profissão
Ou pelo menos é o que me disseram.
Minha mão assassina
Tatuou "E.V.I.L." no punho de sua irmã
Esse quinteto sujo! Eles não fizeram nada para contestar ou resistir.
No Céu, Seu trono é feito de ouro
A arca de seu Testamento está guardada
Um trono de onde me disseram
Que toda a história se desdobra.
É feito de madeira e arame
E o meu corpo está em chamas
E Deus nunca está longe.
Ao trono da misericórdia eu subo
Minha cabeça é raspada, minha cabeça está ligada
E como uma mariposa que tenta
Entrar no olho brilhante
Eu vou embaralhando a vida
Só para me esconder na morte por algum tempo
E de qualquer maneira, eu nunca menti.
E o trono da misericórdia está esperando
E eu acho que minha cabeça está queimando
E de certa forma, eu estou ansiando
Para acabar logo como todo esse pesar da verdade.
Olho por olho
E dente por dente
De qualquer modo, eu disse a verdade
E eu não tenho medo de morrer.
E o trono da misericórdia está queimando
E eu acho que minha cabeça está brilhando
E de alguma forma estou esperando
Acabar logo com toda essa distorção da verdade.
Olho por olho
E dente por dente
De qualquer modo, não houve provas
E eu não tenho medo de morrer.
E o trono da misericórdia está brilhando
E acho que minha cabeça está se esfumaçando
E de alguma forma estou esperando
Acabar logo com todos esses olhares de descrença.
Vida por vida,
E verdade por verdade
E eu não tenho nada a perder.
E eu não tenho medo de morrer.
E o trono da misericórdia está se esfumaçando
E acho que minha cabeça está derretendo
E de alguma forma, isso está ajudando
A acabar logo com toda essa distorção da verdade
Olho por olho
E dente por dente
De qualquer modo, eu disse a verdade
Mas temo ter dito uma mentira.

[@user-kv8ji4ur3i]

Fooking peaky Blinders

[@shahadag6818]

peaky blinders brings me here

[@Messi10HD]

That outstanding opening scene

[@TheOhmysweetnurse]

Yep me too

[@basil9904]

Shahad AG me too 😂😁

[@AmiRRezAPiano]

me too

[@ondrejtregler]

Nick Cave brought me here and to Peaky fookin Bloinders as well

[@abdrhmngnn]

Akkaya brings me here

[@monariver66]

Je recherche une version acoustique que j’ai en Cd couverture papier,version acoustique que je ne retrouve pas sur UA-cam et pas non plus dans mes Cd et ma hi-fi est morte

[@aoctis]

I broke the reply button

[@googleaccofalex]

By order of the...

[@helenmalensichavezgomez3057]

Alexander Peaky fucking Blinders

[@rtg6052]

3:20

[@katerinap3873]

Peaky blinders bring me here also..❤️

[@eduarddutu7313]

By order peaky fookin blinders

[@somethink.g]

By Order of the Peaky Blinders

[@alibaqerii8810]

Does anyone have lyrics of this version?
I can't find it ...

[@garypohl5325]

I began to warm and chill
To  objects and their fields
A  ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The  meal trolley's wicked wheels
A  hooked bone rising from my food
All things good or ungood
And  the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighting up 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
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad
Black, bottom kind
They are the sick breath at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill-hand is E.V.I.L
Across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway, I told the truth
But I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is-a burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
But I'm not afraid to die
The mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is boiling
And in a way I'm spoiling
All the fun by all of this truth and consequence
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway, I told the truth
And I'm afraid, I told a lie

[@leadingbelly]

These ads are killing me, I really never gonna buy any product that comes up in an ad ever again. Just out of principle

[@Lonewolf_rider]

Yep where the Peaky fokking Blionders alright 👊🏼

[@kafambimilyon9277]

Peaky fucking blinders

[@Sgt.AhmedQ8]

Kojima

[@akileshs9260]

Came here by the orders of peeky blinders

[@MrsSHERlocked]

cringe

[@cross5025]

@@MrsSHERlocked says the guy literally named "sherlocked" lmao

[@kgothatsomaine3002]

I'm afraid I told a lie

[@cristianoaguiar9688]

Duca

[@mrtombs]

This could come from the Jesse James soundtrack. A great reworking

[@ioanasavin2849]

Peaky fucking blinders...

[@user-ux7um3jj1u]

Седеем, однако....

[@igeo212]

Peaky Blinders.

[@aicxthegari7]

This song was made by order of the peaky fucking blinders

[@angedeciel2953]

Who is coming from peaky blinders ♥️

[@abdulwadood6796]

Peaky Blinders....

[@ryanhuisa4990]

It all began when
They took me from my home
And put me on death row
A crime for which I am totally innocent, you know
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
And all things either good or un-good
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth and I'm not afraid to die
I hear stories from the chamber
Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
He died upon the cross
Might I say, it seems
So fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill-hand's tattooed 'E.V.I.L.'
Across it's brother's fist
That filthy five, they did nothing
To challenge or resist
In Heaven, His throne is made of gold
The ark of His Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold
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 wired
And like a moth that tries to enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway
I told the truth and I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof and I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping to be done
With all these looks of disbelief
A life for a life and a truth for a truth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way that's helping
To be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth but I'm afraid I told a lie

[@HR7vsCR7]

Eliza Royce
It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again
I.. am.. not.. afraid.. to.. die.
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields,
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog.
The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind.
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand
tattooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold.
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 wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
So I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.
My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that devil blood.
And the mercy seat is a-burning
And I think my head is flowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway, there was no proof
And nor a motive why.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
A life for a life
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die.
Now the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all these looks of disbelief.
A eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
A eye for a eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm not afraid to lie.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a

[@Demantel]

boooorriiiing!

[@jonathanbeesley9103]

gr8b8m8 i r8 8/8

[@Demantel]

Jonathan Beesley
I prefer the original version, that's weak version of the song

[@millionvivy]

Sisko Suuronen Jesus Christ, he was a post punk artist in the 80's, get over it. people grow up and change, luckily.

[@Demantel]

giuseppe bruni People grow up and change but they don't have to change every song to a ballad...I prefer the passionate first version than this tasteless soup of a song

[@MagdalenaKG]

+Dimitris M I agree with Dimitris M!!! This was a great, passionate song, and this 'mainstreamalized', sentimental version looses all the 'trans', power and the meaning of the original..

[@dansakmusic]

This song sucks! Just kidding.

[@TAD-LOW]

Nick Cave brought me here....jesus

[@maciekknap9319]

I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things good or un-good
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done with all these weighing up truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
Interpret sign and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad, black bottom kind
They are the sick breath at my hind
And I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger died upon the cross
And might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill-hand is evil, across it's brother's fist
That filthy five did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
And the Ark of His Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told all history does unfold
Down here, it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away
My kill-hand is called Evil
Wears a wedding band that's good
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
In a way I'm yearning to be done with all these weighing up the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
In a way I'm hoping to be done with all these weighing up the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And I got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is boiling
In a way it's spoiling all the fun with all these truth and consequence
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
I'm afraid I told a lie
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