Scarred - Stones Lyrics
As I came, they all turned their backWhispers buzzing to my ears,They molded my statue,And dressed it with a straight-jacket,Such a beautiful artefact,Like insects feeding off the bleeding beastAttracted by bouts of pain,They turned me into a scapegoat,Splashing red over my ***** bodyNever justify nor deny,I saw it coming with my third eye,Pitiful liars who made up their *****ing minds,I saw it coming with my third eyeThese stones thrown at my face,Only make my fire grow,I'll transform the stones into gold,CrucifiedAs they drew the picture of a scarecrow,Leaving me hollow and unreal,They jailed me in a coal chamber,Where walls snigger endlesslyLike insects feeding off the bleeding beastAttracted by bouts of pain,They turned me into a scapegoat,Splashing red over my ***** bodyNever justify nor deny,I saw it coming with my third eye,Pitiful liars who made up their *****ing minds,I saw it coming with my third eyeThese stones thrown at my face,Only make my fire grow,I'll transform the stones into gold,CrucifiedSacrifice the lambYou can try but it will be futile in the endRusting in my handsThese nails are rusting in my hands
