I stood in the water In the middle month of winter My camel skin was torture I was in a state of nature The wind, sir, it was wicked I was so alone And just as I predicted My followers were gone I cried, mercy Have mercy on me And I got down on my knees Crying mercy Have mercy on me And I got down on my knees Thrown into a dungeon Bread and water was my portion And faith, my only weapon To rest the devil's legion The speak hole would slide open A viper's voice would plead A voice thick with innuendo Syphilis and Greed And she cried, mercy Have mercy on me I told her to get down on her knees Crying, mercy Have mercy upon me And I told her to get down on her knees A garden full of roses My hands were tied behind me My cousins working miracles I wondered if he'd find me A moon had faced toward me Like a platter made of gold My death, it almost bored me So often was it told And I cried, mercy Have mercy on me I dropped down to my knees And I cried, mercy Have mercy on me And then it pushed me to my knees Mercy Have mercy on me And I dropped down on my knees Crying mercy Hey, mercy, mercy And I dropped down on my knees Crying mercy Oh have mercy Have mercy © MUTE SONG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com