Rotten in salvation
Muted due to dreams
Devoted in the orgasms
Of raging frantic sins
Suffering through cancer
Eating all the pills
Words are only letters
In the book that k**s
Deception of the prayer
Beginning of all lies
Holy Grounds of maggots
Are we here to die?
The cross sells only p**no
To our washed up minds
Tomorrows of the angels
Seduced by the cry
Crawling in the dark
Feeling like a worm
The only real exit is
The "glory hole"
Serpents are your fingers
Without the middle one
Holy blood for sinners
We are all undone