Merchant of light So holy in his sight But his garment A worm of fallen angels Ordained king of j**s Hung high upon the cross Nailed to god And his home in heaven Funeral flesh of Nazarene The putrescent crown But blessed by the father On the mount of crucifixion Christ died under a beclouded sky And damnation Entered the hearts of the mourners A last kiss on the bare feet The salty blood of the redeemer On the scarlet lips of Mary...