Album Name : Maktub
Release Date : 2009-03-13
Song Duration : 5:17
Motherjane Blood In The Apple
I look into the dark pool of suffering
And I’m transfixed in its stare
Like a moth lured into a universe screaming
As death comes alive in its godless air
Watched it steal succor from my sleep
With dreams conceived in a poisoned womb
Suffer me tears of anger to weep
And eyes that feel like open wounds.
They say home’s a place that ends a journey
Mine’s just a picture gone up in flames
Burning in homage to another mans memory
A guiltless being who once held my name.
And now you see me, cos you’re me
Today’s victim of yesterdays ‘war.
I heeded not your cries for mercy
Coz every gatekeeper of hell , is sometimes the door.
Fed on fruit from the desert, a bush laden with hate
crazed by a sorrow that like poison cuts thru my veins.
I swung my sword, I glimpsed his forked tongue too late
There’s blood in the apple & nothing to gain
except...
maybe...
one more ripple in the circle of pain
one more cripple in the circle of pain
again.