Clean My Wounds

She liberated Gideon Bibles from cheap motel rooms on cold rainy nights when even the most talented of whores could no longer dance between the raindrops.

The tricks she pulled were deviants, set on exacting payment for the most obvious of her sins. Many of them, in the name of Jesus.

Sometimes they injected her with the fear of god so vigorously, she wore the stigmata of their rapture for all to see. During these times she sold her pilfered bibles. Proclaimed herself, “Washed clean in the blood of the Lord.” 

Until her wounds healed.

Or the next raindrops fell.

Clean My Wounds
Corrosion of Conformity

I see the world through bloodshot eyes
Streets filled with blood from distant lies.
The dogs of war never compromise,
No real time for rearranging.
“Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds”
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that’s how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no’s (Knock it down)
I’m all over you in time my mind is changing.
Knock it down
Black on black gives me a heart attack
And the silence makes it deadly.
Some choose to kill with simple will.
I’ve seen them fall fast and steady.
“Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds”
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that’s how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no’s (Knock it down)
I’m all over you in time my mind is changing.
Twist of fate won’t give me a break
And myself, I’m slow and tired.
I’ve got to rise with these bloodshot eyes
But I keep falling when I’m higher.
“Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds”
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that’s how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no’s (Knock it down)
We are bleeding sins and our sins are always fadin’
Oh fadin’, oh fadin’, oh fadin’
Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down

Clean My Wounds was written by COC lead singer/guitarist Pepper Keenan and performed by the band, Corrosion of Conformity. It was released in 1995 on the band’s third album Deliverance.

 

This story told in exactly 100 words was written in response to Jim Adam’s call for songs that contain the words Come/Go/Leave or Stay on this weeks Song Lyric Sunday. It was inspired by the phrasal prompt, selling bibles, offered by tnkerr on this weeks OLWG #142

9 thoughts on “Clean My Wounds

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s