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I been tearing
And i been torn
The temple steps
Are smooth and warm
What judas been doing
There aint no knowing
On the olive vine
Something different
Is growing
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
One eyed crow
Tapping on a windowpane
Little boy raised a cup
In cyaphasts name
The potters field
Blood beneath the tree
That moneys gone son
Whats left, you owe me
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
Lazarus on down
Is that hope
In the shepherds eyes?
Or just another
Little dark surprise?
Im just like you, dad
Thin and cold
If you didnt know it
Well now you know