Текст песни The Grip Of Disease - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988 - The Mission
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                jesus 
                                                christ
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nailed 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                cross, 
                                                betrayed 
                                                and 
                                                crucified
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                crown 
                                                of 
                                                thorns 
                                                cutting 
                                                into 
                                                my 
                                                skin
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                palace 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                throne 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                kingdom 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                own
 
                                    
                                
                                                Knights 
                                                in 
                                                armour 
                                                and 
                                                courtesans, 
                                                maids 
                                                in 
                                                waiting 
                                                with 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                their 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                king′s 
                                                white 
                                                throne(?) 
                                                can't 
                                                get 
                                                blood 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                arms 
                                                of 
                                                nemesis
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                grip 
                                                of 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cold 
                                                comfort 
                                                is 
                                                success 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                freeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reason 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                dust 
                                                and 
                                                blown 
                                                away 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                breeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                cruel 
                                                the 
                                                stars, 
                                                that 
                                                shine 
                                                so 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                arms 
                                                of 
                                                nemesis
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                grip 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Attend 
                                                his 
                                                masquerader(?) 
                                                and 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                ever 
                                                need 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                truth
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                truth 
                                                of 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                is 
                                                that 
                                                there′s 
                                                no 
                                                truth 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                truth 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                cry 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                new 
                                                born 
                                                child
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                why? 
                                                just 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                why, 
                                                does 
                                                jesus 
                                                cry?
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                arms 
                                                of 
                                                nemesis
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                grip 
                                                of 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                arms 
                                                of 
                                                nemesis
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                falling, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                grip 
                                                of 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disease, 
                                                disease, 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Like a Hurricane (BBC Session Janice Long 19/01/1986)
2 Severina (BBC Session Janice Long 19/01/1986)
3 Sacrilege - BBC Session Janice Long 19/01/1986
4 And The Dance Goes On - BBC Session Janice Long 19/01/1986
5 Wasteland (BBC Session Janice Long 24/09/1986)
6 Shelter From The Storm - BBC Session Janice Long 24/09/1986
7 Wishing Well - BBC Session Janice Long 24/09/1986
8 Tomorrow Never Knows (BBC Session Janice Long 24/09/1986)
9 Blood Brother (Previously Unreleased Unknown Session 18/12/1986)
10 And The Dance Goes On - Previously Unreleased Unknown Session 18/12/1986
11 The Grip of Disease (BBC Session Liz Kershaw 21/9/1988)
12 Belief (BBC Session Liz Kershaw 21/9/1988)
13 Kingdom Come - BBC Session Liz Kershaw 21/9/1988
14 Deliverance - BBC Session Liz Kershaw 21/9/1988
15 Butterfly On A Wheel - BBC Session Sat Live Richard Skinner 7/2/1990
16 Bird Of Passage - BBC Session Sat Live Richard Skiiner 7/2/1990
17 Wasteland (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)
18 And the Dance Goes On (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)
19 Like a Hurricane (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)
20 Kingdom Come - BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987
21 Wake (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)
22 Bridges Burning (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)
23 Child's Play - BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987
24 1969 - BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987
25 Shelter From The Storm - BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987
26 Serpents Kiss - BBC Live Wembley Arena 1988
27 Severina - BBC Live Wembley Arena 1988
28 Belief - BBC Live Wembley Arena 1988
29 Stay With Me (BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988)
30 Tower of Strength (BBC Live Wembley Arena 1988)
31 The Crystal Ocean (BBC Live Wembley Arena 1988)
32 The Grip Of Disease - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
33 Dream On - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
34 Sacrilege - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
35 1969 (BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988)
36 Beyond The Pale - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
37 Like A Hurricane - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
38 Dancing Barefoot - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Wembley Arena 1988
39 Amelia - BBC Live Session Manchester Apollo 1990
40 Wasteland - BBC Live Session Manchester Apollo 1990
41 Serpents Kiss - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Session Manchester Apollo 1990
42 Into The Blue - BBC Live Session Manchester Apollo 1990
43 Severina - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Manchester Apollo 1990
44 Butterfly On a Wheel (BBC Live Session Manchester Apollo 1990)
45 Sea Of Love - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Manchester Apollo 1990
46 Kingdom Come - Piano Version - BBC Live Previously Unreleased Session Manchester Apollo 1990
47 Deliverance (BBC Live Previously Unreleased Session Manchester Apollo 1990)
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