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The Bite
Lyricist:Roger Wootton
The wolf's laugh, eerie cracks the humid night air The rabbit freezes the box in his lair The owl hoots shrilly searching the dark The moon white fangs through the trees, tall and stark
Who would emerge on a night like this? Who would loose his bonds and greet the air with a hiss? The battered Christian bows his head in despair The crown of sharp thorns revealed 'neath his hair
His scrawny body worn thin by the trial Stands taut and painful on the pilgrim's last mile A million fleshy things converge upon the spot His eyes retort the atmosphere is hot Aah
The wolf sniffs ivory fanged, he bristles up his spine The fox smiles knowingly but dares not step out of line Through the twisting crashing silence the broken Christian creeps Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Each footstep like a thunderclap amongst the trunky deeps
No bird makes sound, no creature moves to break the gripping air And the Christian he raises his hands up to his mouth for a Whisper he cannot dare La, la, la, la, laa
The Christian wakes trembling with sweat The cell's dark walls, stony and wet Metallic echoes as the bolts are drawn back The door swings inward, dull light through the crack
The jailer looks indifferent to him A routine morning martyr's death for him A misty cold, sad morning greets the Christian's haggard grin
The rope is slung and the noose is tied and the Christian's neck is thin The block is raised, he stands erect the rope beneath his chin They pull the block and the Christian drops, he hangs above the sin
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