Cold Messiah Lyrics

A COLD MESSIAH
HAS LEFT THE BUILDING
THE FEET BEFORE
THE BLACK BAG BENDING
SOME SECRET AGENT
HAS DROPPED THE NOTION
IT WAS MAYBE POISON
SOME KINDA POTION
A COLD MESSIAH
IN PURPLE SATIN
JUST FINE FOR BEDTIME
WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED ?
A COLD MESSIAH
ON MEDICATION
WHY DID HE SUFFER ?
WHY SUFFOCATION ?
AND AT THE MORGUE A LADY CRIES
HER BOSSOM TREMBLING AS SHE SIGHS
SHE RUBS A FRAGRANCE TO HIS EARS
A STRAND OF HAIR, A BUD OF ROSE
A SILVER CAPSULE TO ENCLOSE
SHE FILLS HIS OPENED HEART WITH TEARS