Camille O'Sullivan - Mercy Seat (Nick Cave)

It all began when they come took me from my home And put me on Dead Row For a crime for which I am totally innocent, you know I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister dinner meals The meal trolley's wicked wheels A hooked bone rising from my food All things good or either ungood. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning In a way I'm yearning To be done... all this measuring of truth An eye for an eye And A tooth for a tooth Anyhow I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die Interpret signs and catalogue A blackened room, a thicken fog. The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind They are the sick breath at my hind They are the sick breath gathering at my hind I hear stories from the chamber How Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger Died upon the cross And might I say it seems so fitting in its way He was a carpenter by trade Or at least that's what I'm told In Heaven His throne is made of gold The ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told All history does unfold Down here it's wood and wire And my body is on fire And God is never far away Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to stay in death awhile And anyway I never... And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyhow I told the truth And I'm not afraid to... And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all these looks of disbelief A life for a life An eye for an eye And anyhow I told the truth And I'm not afraid to... And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth A life for a life An eye for an eye And anyhow I told the truth And I'm not afraid to... And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is smoking In a way I'm choking To be done with all this measuring of truth A life for a life An eye for an eye And anyhow I told the truth But I'm afraid I told a lie