I bleed the blood of Jesus over you

I bleed the blood of Jesus over you

And over every fucking thing you do

Seven times I bleed the blood of Jesus over you

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Even you can't lie when I'm around

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Behold, at the last lamplight

At the very end of your street

I'm whispering something

"Come closer to me, come closer to me."

I say you're running out of battery

You're running out of battery

And I don't see no bunny

Around here

If you believed at all in your breviary

If you believed even in just the ghost of me

You wouldn't now be so surprised to see me

In vanity you took the name of me

You brought me into infamy

And now you're so surprised to see me

And now you're so surprised to see me

Behold, at the last lamplight

At the very end of your street

I'm whispering something

"Come closer to me, come closer to me."

I say you're running out of battery

You're running out of battery

And I don't see no bunny

Around here

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Even you can't lie when I'm around

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground

Even you can't lie when I'm around

Take off your shoes--you're on hallowed ground