Saint of Saints

I used to love like a mother loves a son
Then something changed everything
Silent seas rode the wind and turned to hurricanes
My love went wild that day

All the bad blood that I can bleed
Wine for all the sinners on a Sunday morning
Shepherd leading sheep astray
That's when I became...

The saint of saints to test your faith
All the worshippers of false gods kneeling at my feet
Behold the king

Kept curtains drawn for months on end
Let my hair and beard grow long
Wore the same clothes as yesterday
Lumbered out and made a drunken scene in the streets

I stole away, took the liquor to my veins
God for a day
Numb from pity, pride and pain
Felt enlightened by the drugs and the drink
That's when I became...

The saint of saints to test your faith
All the worshippers of false gods kneeling at my feet
Behold the king



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Feibel
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