I can't reject this empty hole.
I cannot count this bloody cost.
I can't believe this wretched soul. [bad word] Penetrate all this loss. [bad word] on and kill this sense of life,
And be the one who is denied.
Now show me one more upturned knife,
And fill the emptiness inside!

Be mine, sister salvation.
Juke-Joint-Jezebel [bad word] for my cremation
Be mine, sister salvation.
Closer now - see the revelation.

If I could leave my burning skin,
That has been used up in your skin.
Is there a tiny part of me,
Untouched -- unsoiled by misery!

I am the city that will lie.
You are the one that blame passed by.
This is the place where I will weep.
The lonelisness of sweet conceit!

The revelation.
See the revelation.
The revelation.