Stones Lyrics - Singles - Scarred

As I came, they all turned their back 

Whispers buzzing to my ears, 

They molded my statue, 

And dressed it with a straight-jacket, 

Such a beautiful artefact, 

Like insects feeding off the bleeding beast 

Attracted by bouts of pain, 

They turned me into a scapegoat, 

Splashing red over my naked body 

Never justify nor deny, 

I saw it coming with my third eye, 

Pitiful liars who made up their fucking minds, 

I saw it coming with my third eye 

These stones thrown at my face, 

Only make my fire grow, 

I'll transform the stones into gold, 

Crucified 

As they drew the picture of a scarecrow, 

Leaving me hollow and unreal, 

They jailed me in a coal chamber, 

Where walls snigger endlessly 

Like insects feeding off the bleeding beast 

Attracted by bouts of pain, 

They turned me into a scapegoat, 

Splashing red over my naked body 

Never justify nor deny, 

I saw it coming with my third eye, 

Pitiful liars who made up their fucking minds, 

I saw it coming with my third eye 

These stones thrown at my face, 

Only make my fire grow, 

I'll transform the stones into gold, 

Crucified 

Sacrifice the lamb 

You can try but it will be futile in the end 

Rusting in my hands 

These nails are rusting in my hands