| Song | Jesus Wept |
| Artist | Lillian Axe |
| Album | Sad Day On Planet Earth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| First to cast the stone | |
| I'd rather walk my miles alone | |
| Last to take the blame | |
| I'd rather take the hit than devastate the lame | |
| Your eyes are blind | |
| Your tongue is tied | |
| Dumb to the gifts that we've received | |
| Listen deaf ears | |
| Strands of the march | |
| Nothing has changed, all wasted years | |
| Burning the home crushing the bone | |
| Wasting the precious moments | |
| Living to die draining the seas | |
| Stealing the gems with hands unkept | |
| Jesus wept | |
| Air too thick to breathe | |
| I watched the demons play naïve | |
| Blood too thick to taste | |
| I pull the leeches from my arm so not to waste | |
| Gorged like the pig fat like the tick | |
| Carrying bellies set to break | |
| High on your throne ruling alone | |
| Preaching commandments of your own | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept (4x) | |
| Bleeding from holes | |
| On my body beat and broken | |
| I don't give a damn | |
| How you accumulated tokens | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept (5x) |
| First to cast the stone | |
| I' d rather walk my miles alone | |
| Last to take the blame | |
| I' d rather take the hit than devastate the lame | |
| Your eyes are blind | |
| Your tongue is tied | |
| Dumb to the gifts that we' ve received | |
| Listen deaf ears | |
| Strands of the march | |
| Nothing has changed, all wasted years | |
| Burning the home crushing the bone | |
| Wasting the precious moments | |
| Living to die draining the seas | |
| Stealing the gems with hands unkept | |
| Jesus wept | |
| Air too thick to breathe | |
| I watched the demons play na ve | |
| Blood too thick to taste | |
| I pull the leeches from my arm so not to waste | |
| Gorged like the pig fat like the tick | |
| Carrying bellies set to break | |
| High on your throne ruling alone | |
| Preaching commandments of your own | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept 4x | |
| Bleeding from holes | |
| On my body beat and broken | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| How you accumulated tokens | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept 5x |
| First to cast the stone | |
| I' d rather walk my miles alone | |
| Last to take the blame | |
| I' d rather take the hit than devastate the lame | |
| Your eyes are blind | |
| Your tongue is tied | |
| Dumb to the gifts that we' ve received | |
| Listen deaf ears | |
| Strands of the march | |
| Nothing has changed, all wasted years | |
| Burning the home crushing the bone | |
| Wasting the precious moments | |
| Living to die draining the seas | |
| Stealing the gems with hands unkept | |
| Jesus wept | |
| Air too thick to breathe | |
| I watched the demons play na ve | |
| Blood too thick to taste | |
| I pull the leeches from my arm so not to waste | |
| Gorged like the pig fat like the tick | |
| Carrying bellies set to break | |
| High on your throne ruling alone | |
| Preaching commandments of your own | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept 4x | |
| Bleeding from holes | |
| On my body beat and broken | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| How you accumulated tokens | |
| Leaving your home nursing the bone | |
| Savoring precious moments | |
| Dying to live filling the seas | |
| Laying at the gold sheets where you slept | |
| Jesus wept 5x |