Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Grip Of Disease , by - The Mission. Song from the album Singles, in the genre Иностранный рок Release date: 30.04.2015 Record label: Universal Music Operations, Virgin EMI Song language: English
The Grip Of Disease
Sometimes I feel just like Jesus Christ
Nailed to the cross, betrayed and crucified
A crown of thorns cutting into my skin
A palace and a throne and a kingdom of my own
Knights in armour and courtesans, maids in waiting with blood on their hands
The king ???
can’t get blood from a stone
I’m falling, into the arms of Nemesis
I’m falling, into the grip of disease
Cold comfort is success and I can feel my blood freeze
Reason with the dust and blown away by the breeze
How cruel the stars, that shine so hard
I’m falling, into the arms of Nemesis
I’m falling, into the grip of
Disease
??
and all I ever need is the truth
But the truth of it all is that there’s no truth at all