I can't reject this empty hole.
I cannot count this bloody cost.
I can't believe this wretched soul.
Come Penetrate all this loss.

Come on and kill this sense of life,
And be the one who is denied.
Now show me one more upturned knife,
And fill the emptiness inside!

Be mine, sister salvation.
Juke-Joint-Jezebel is coming for my cremation
Be mine, sister salvation.
Closer now - see the revelation.

If I could leave my burning skin,
That has been used up in your skin.
Is there a tiny part of me,
Untouched -- unsoiled by misery!

I am the city that will lie.
You are the one that blame passed by.
This is the place where I will weep.
The lonelisness of sweet conceit!

The revelation.
See the revelation.
The revelation.

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Writer(s): SETH JAMES WALKER