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Rotting Christ You My Cross

- graver summon me Graven my rusty tomb Heaven - prophet show me The omen of virtuous cross The price to guard the virtuous cross

I come old friend from hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross, nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve The dead have

Burn the bottle that beckons you to betroth yourself to shame give yourself a break Break the ones you hate Hate those that've fed off of you and your

Scorn Bodies long decayed Rotting Christ can't save you now Praised into the grave Tortured soul curses so strong Blessed inhumane Lucifer decide my fate

Shane MacGowan / Jem Finer) I come old friend from hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the Cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you

MacGowan / Jem Finer) I come old friend from hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the Cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help

: I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve The