Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Grip Of Disease, artist - The Mission. Album song Singles, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 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 |
Like the truth of the cry from the new born child |
So why? |
Just tell me why, does Jesus cry? |
I’m falling, into the arms of Nemesis |
I’m falling, into the grip of disease |
I’m falling, into the arms of Nemesis |
I’m falling, into the grip of disease |
Disease, disease, disease |