Cifras
The Mercy Seat

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Introducción:

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              It all began when they took me from my home and put me on
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Death Row,                 a crime for which I'm totally innocent, you know.
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        I began to warm and chill               to objects                       and their fields,
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        a ragged cup, a twisted mop,               the face of Jesus in my soup,
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        those sinister dinner deals,           the meal trolley's wicked wheels,
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        a hooked bone rising from my food,
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        and all things either good or ungood.
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                  And the mercy seat is waiting,           and I think my head is burning,
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        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,
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        and anyway I told the truth, and I'm not afraid to die.
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                I hear stories from the chamber, Christ was born into a manger,
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        and like some ragged stranger he died upon the cross.
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        Might I say it seems so fitting in its way,
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        he was a carpenter by trade, or at least that's what I'm told.
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        My kill-hands tatooed E.V.I.L.               across it's brother's fist,
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        that filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.
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                In Heaven His throne is made of gold,
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        the ark of His Testament is stowed,
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        a throne from which I'm told all history does unfold.
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        It's made of wood and wire, and my body is on fire
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        and God is never far away.
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        Into the mercy seat I climb, my head is shaved, my head is wired,
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        and like a moth that tries to enter the bright eye,
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        I go shuffling out of life, just to hide in death a while,
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        and anyway I never lied.
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        And the mercy seat is waiting,           and I think my head is burning,
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      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,
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        and anyway I told the truth, and I'm not afraid to die.
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        And the mercy seat is burning,           and I think my head is glowing,
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        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,
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          and anyway there was no proof, and I'm not afraid to die.
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        And the mercy seat is glowing,               and I think my head is smoking,
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        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,
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        and I've got nothing left to lose, and I'm not afraid