Letras
Because your father was a man of the cross
Who said his son was a slave to the flesh
When the spectacle ended the charges were dropped
Marvin was left with a hole in his chest
He could've brought down a mountain when he pounded on a table
Or made the world collapse for relapsing behavior
The bastard never spared the rod but taught the wrath
And fear of god to stop his godless passion from burning
Barking from the throne while the castle falls
He had a hand to smash the balance
A voice like a vortex
A temper like a terror threat and a head like a hornet's nest
And everyday the levee breaks the flood gates the bloody face
The black eye baptized in shame
He brought home the battlefield and sealed off the exits
Crawling up the walls and absorbing the aggression
The source of his depression
The hurricane raging the awful
Tension sent his hands to the piano forged a heaven in his heart
But dragged him back to hell when the arguments would start
Because his father was a man of the cross
Who said his son was a slave to the flesh
When the argument ended the music had stopped
Marvin was left with a hole in his chest
He mapped the length of his son's back with a leather belt
And sapped his strength with tongue lashings and heavy guilt
Attacked his legs with such savage and deadly skill
The cracks left in the punched plaster were never filled
Patched together from fragments a sense of himself
Advocate for compassion in the sensual
As parents sent the young packing to the depths of hell
A tattoo of guns clapping the end of the world
A marriage bed unraveling and a wedding bell
Cracked he fell into drug habits the empty shell
A tragic end of love's passion a temple that fell
The collapse of such a fragile and sensitive will
Relapsed to ugly patterns of kill or be killed
To combat the drunken shadow and wrestle the swell
Came back to the bloody battle where the devil dwell
To smash the glass and shatter himself