Wes Borland - The Priest lyrics

It could be the absinthe talking... (I don't think so) I don't either I've gotta find a new place... A new place to feed... Gotta be... Stop everything, something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed What can I do? I've got an idea; I think I'll just become a priest Deceiving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with the church My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest is who children can trust I've found a new outlet to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Something's not right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed What can I do? I've got an idea; I think I'll just become a priest Decieving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with the church My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest is who children can trust I've found a new outlet to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Oh my God... I'm watching TV, I can't... Oh, what's this WORLD coming to? I see a priest molesting children... I see terrorists blowing up buildings... I see someone in rage, k**ing Dimebag on stage... What the f** is this? What the f** is this? I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School? I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School? So you can fu*k HIM? Oh no, no you ain't gonna f** him How 'bout this? I DON'T fu*kING KNOW who I can trust, in this world And I'm gonna blow, one time I'm not that scared Something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections --- Interlude --- [marching band music] Wake up, people, and look at life around you!