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