On the night of the most unholiest hour
The moon was red as the bloodiest flower
The wind was cold on that night
I feel a chill down my spine
I think I want you to be mine
He shall rise once again
To perch us of our sins and our souls
Jesus strikes, Jesus strikes back
With a sword
You're damned if you do
And you're damned if you don't
Pray for absolution
'Cos he's coming for you
Jesus strikes, Jesus strikes back
With a word, a word I say
People consume and just take
We won't get through this
You think you're alive
But I'm telling you you're dead
Jesus strikes, Jesus strikes back
With a sword
Tonight, he will return
The hell's fires wont burn
You'll wait your turn
For tonight, he will return
On the night of the most unholiest hour
The moon was red as the bloodiest flower
The wind was cold on that night
I feel a chill down my spine
I think I want you to be mine
He shall rise once again
To perch us of our sins and our souls
Jesus strikes, Jesus strikes back
With a sword
Jesus strikes, Jesus strikes back
With a word, a word I say
Blood Relative is Publicist's latest post-punk salvo from the Forgive Yourself LP, steered by Zachary Lipez's unnerving baritone. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2015