Lyrics by: Rory Winston

Painted in red
I'm on your blacklist
Wine tastes so sacred
When dripping from my wrists
You kill to kiss

Last temptation
A pain I can't resist
I'm consecrated
- bit like a Eucharist
I miss your fists

You are my trapdoor
I'll hang with you, I'm sure
You are my trapdoor
My way into the floor

Your name brands my arms
Like a stigmata
Extreme unction
Becomes a golden shower
You hurt to heal
It's all sour

Stain of grace
It burns red
Blackened face
Like the rest
The Stage fades
The gallows raised
Rearranged
We're enraged:

You are my trapdoor
I'll hang with you, I'm sure
You are my trapdoor
My way into the floor

My trapdoor
My trapdoor

Trapdoor Jesus...
Trapdoor Jesus...
My Trapdoor Jesus
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Trapdoor Lyrics

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