I began to warm and chill to objects in their fields A ragged cup, a twisted mop, the face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister dinner deals, meal trolleys, wicked wills A hook bone rising from my food, are all things good or ungood And the mercy seed is awaiting, and I think my head is burning In a way I'm yearning to be done with all this Weighing up a truth, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth In any way I told the truth, and I'm not afraid to die Interpret sign and catalogue, a blackened toothy scarlet fog The walls are bad, black bottom kind, they are the sick breath of mine 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 his way He was a carpenter by trade, or at least that's what I'm told My kill hand is evil, and Christ is 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 a wooden wire, and my body is on fire God is never far away, my kill hand is code evil Where's a wedding band that's good, tis a lone suffering shackle Colouring all that rebel blood, and the mercy seat is awaiting And I think my head is burning, in a way I'm yearning to be done With all this 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 this 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 this truth and consequence 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 I'm afraid I told a lie