• People whispering, silently judging him
    Taking God's work into their own hands
    They call him out and tear up his soul
    His taste of heaven is bleeding into the gutter
    Seeping to public consciousness taken by
    Forces he cannot control

    The girls are giggling,sinfully sodomizing
    His self respect,he loses all faith in the world
    The corridors of his heart are the proverbial sewers
    Of mankind, his cigarette ashes stinks
    Of his own regret, he's losing his mind

    Wanting to exit himself, he runs to enter another
    Penetrating their skin, and raping their minds
    His knife glitters and shimmers with crimson serenity
    The torturous screams of his victims which he calls lovers
    Is the orgasmic scene he craved for his entire life

    He hails bloody Mary, and prays for deliverance
    From the evils of the world which he has sworn to destroy
    Stuffing the bodies in outhouse confessionals
    The angels tell him to drink his turpentine
    And repeat the process tomorrow
    Day in and day out,again and again