My Blessed DiseaseI rise in silence from the violence my gift, my crown, my halo of blood his voice inside me, his hand to guide me I succumb, my blessed disease my blessed disease, my blessed disease I swim in oceans of strange emotions seeking the light of a distant shore his voice inside me, his hand to guide me I succumb, my blessed disease my blessed disease, my blessed disease cold blood on my hands, whores all, they be damned hurling off toward the judgment day his hand inside me, his voice to guide me thy will be done, my blessed disease my blessed disease, my blessed disease |