These Arms Are Snakes
perpetual bris
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You were born from sin
And if that ain't a curse
Than I don't know what is
Like Abraham and altar
The son you can't keep
Would the shepherd shed the blood
Of his most precious sheep
Did Job ever ponder
The price of his piety
Was Methuselah tired
Did Lazarus want sleep
Praise be Thomas
For fingering the wound
'Cause if he had his doubts
Then perhaps we should too
And does the bride beg
For a barren womb
Did God give the gift
Of a gamble to you
- Album:
- Tail Swallower & Dove
- This Is Meant to Hurt You
- Oxeneers or the Lion Sleeps When Its Antelope Go Home
- Like a Virgin
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 65
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 51
- Exclusive Emusic Sampler
- Easter
- Sargent House Sampler
- Fresh Picked Music, Volume 2
- Location Is Everything, Volume 2
- Good Friday
- Take Action Compilation Vol. 6
- Location Is Everything Vol. 2
- Tail Swallower and Dove
- Take Action! Vol. 6
- Like A Virgin EP