Dismay in the manger
No sleep for the dead
The weakling Lord Jesus
I lopped off his head
The stars in the sky
Look down where he lay
The weakling Lord Jesus
Deceased in the hay
The candles are glowing
The baby is slain
The weakling Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I hate you Lord Jesus
Look down on the sky
And kill by the cradle
'Til mourning is nigh
Be near me Lord Jesus
Dead you must stay
Murdered by my axe
I guess you don't have much say
Curse all the world's people
So claimed in your care
And burn all the Heavens
For Christian despair
Mistwalker - Dismay in the Manger Lyrics
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Dismay in the manger
No sleep for the dead
The weakling Lord Jesus
I lopped off his head
The stars in the sky
Look down where he lay
The weakling Lord Jesus
Deceased in the hay
The candles are glowing
The baby is slain
The weakling Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I hate you Lord Jesus
Look down on the sky
And kill by the cradle
'Til mourning is nigh
Be near me Lord Jesus
Dead you must stay
Murdered by my axe
I guess you don't have much say
Curse all the world's people
So claimed in your care
And burn all the Heavens
For Christian despair
No sleep for the dead
The weakling Lord Jesus
I lopped off his head
The stars in the sky
Look down where he lay
The weakling Lord Jesus
Deceased in the hay
The candles are glowing
The baby is slain
The weakling Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I hate you Lord Jesus
Look down on the sky
And kill by the cradle
'Til mourning is nigh
Be near me Lord Jesus
Dead you must stay
Murdered by my axe
I guess you don't have much say
Curse all the world's people
So claimed in your care
And burn all the Heavens
For Christian despair
Writer: Greg Sweetapple
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