Testo di Blister

River inside me Like mud it flows Eyes burning brightly The creaking of the door Was it the bastard cousin of Jesus? Does he sit at your right hand? Was it the jealous touch of the devil? Or was he God inside a man Every mother is a whore Every father is a war Hallelujah You take any port in a storm Any road that gets you home Hallelujah Holding on tightly Howling at the moon I know she heard you crying As he put a blister in your womb Did it hurt more letting him in Or giving birth to a sin?