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Oh and God just leave that Abraham alone

He wants a son, he wants a son

Everybody wants a home

Though I’m not quite sure if poor Isaac would agree

«My God,» he said, «What did I do

To make you wanna watch me bleed?»

And I feel sick tonight, I feel just like

The dancing flame on a funeral light

And I’m not sure if I want you to save me

And I’d be less uptight if I knew the sight

Of blood was just a weakness

And not the whole reason that you made me

But sometimes I think it is…

Oh and God just go and leave me all alone

I’m not your son, I’m not your son

Everybody dies alone

Was this world not quite hard enough for you?

I guess like anyone, you’ve got

Your own scores to settle too

And I’m so pissed tonight, I feel just like

The last remainin' Canaanite

And I don’t think that I will be returning

And if you wanna see the irony

And the savage price of piety

There’s a lot of us who are going to be burning

How does it feel?

And the sorrow that I know

When I’m alone, I can’t express

All these darling angels singing in my ear

And the comfort of their touch

It cuts right through this emptiness

And it’s everything I want and everything I fear

But I don’t fear God

That child was my friend

I spent a long time with his curse

I can feel him trembling beneath his plea

I don’t know if there is water

All I know is there’s this thirst

And it might be for the best

Though I’m not quite sure if Isaac would agree

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