Mansun

My book of mormon
Wrapped in turin
And it seems inferior and jittery
You preach elastic
To your jagged flock
In an eerie passion for self-flattery
Im emotionally raped by jesus
Im emotionally raped by jesus now
But Im still here
Yes, somehow Im still here
What now of my faith
Just a desperate exercise to limit pain
I am weak
Im emotional and sensitive and frail
In need of some love
Pull the cancer from the vaticans own state
Uninformed
You will harbour those who nurtured europes war
Keep turning my cheek
In a fragile state of violence left me weak