Blues of Jezebel

Blues of Jezebel Do it Beloved brothers Cast the first stone Oh, yes, stone me, stone me For death wants a kiss Oh, but do it quickly For I carry a heavy baby of shame. Sins of these scars run deep Deeper than the rivers of widows' tears Oh, come on! Stone my misery Weary of a wasted heart. Blood on my hands Blood on the lily flesh of my thighs. With thousands of zealous attempts I had tried to wash snow on my skin Longed to be pure. Music plays within my breast Prestigious beast pounds with power there. But a slave to scarlet stains We are chained in marriage. Only the pain is pure, not me. Love found, I'm lost Love held, I'm cold Love burned, I'm fine now. " You are my angel", what a joke. Love laughed. And pushed me over the mountain Back into the oceans I go. Sent back to my demons. And here I am again! Whore to flesh Walk with no eyes. Naked in hunger. Tattooed feet walk Bells jingle around belly. Hips sliver like a snake. Awaiting destiny to stone me. Stone is my heart. That's a lie, but you believe it. Victim to the pain of pleasure As pleasure is my pain.