The Grip Of Disease Lyrics - Mission Uk

Sometimes I feel just like jesus christ 

Nailed to the cross, betrayed and crucified 

A crown of thorns cutting into my skin 

A palace and a throne and a kingdom of my own 

Knights in armour and courtesans, maids in waiting with blood on their hands 

The king's white throne(? ) can't get blood from a stone 

I'm falling, into the arms of nemesis 

I'm falling, into the grip of disease 

Cold comfort is success and I can feel my blood freeze 

Reason with the dust and blown away by the breeze 

How cruel the stars, that shine so hard 

Related 

18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs 

Listen To Taylor Swift's New Song 'Call It What You Want' 

Watch Sam Smith And Fifth Harmony Join James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

I'm falling, into the arms of nemesis 

I'm falling, into the grip of 

Disease 

Attend his masquerader(? ) and all I ever need is the truth 

But the truth of it all is that there's no truth at all 

Like the truth of the cry from the new born child 

So why? just tell me why, does jesus cry? 

Photos 

I'm falling, into the arms of nemesis 

I'm falling, into the grip of disease 

I'm falling, into the arms of nemesis 

I'm falling, into the grip of disease 

Disease, disease, disease