The Bible
Throws you the bone of heaven
You celebrate your good fortune
While you lay your head
On a stone pillow
Your body on a bed of nails
Wearing a millstone around your neck
Chains on your wrists and ankles
Inside a musty dungeon
Within the high walls of a hard rock prison
Surrounded by a moat
Living in the fresh air of today
is out of reach
until you let go of the bone
While you lay your head
On a stone pillow
Your body on a bed of nails
Wearing a millstone around your neck
Chains on your wrists and ankles
Inside a musty dungeon
Within the high walls of a hard rock prison
Surrounded by a moat
Living in the fresh air of today
is out of reach
until you let go of the bone
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