Saints and sinners are but we
Twisted wrecks of symmetry
Like broken arrows split
Against the mindless rift we feed
Saints and sinners are
And each [bad word] we seek

Though we took our separate paths
Back to the womb where we collapsed
On buildings full of living bricks
Cementing walls a dangerous fix
Saints and sinners are [bad word] who will never mix

Contemplating right from wrong
In retrospect we don't get on
So Armageddon here [bad word] Who are the chosen ones?
Consequences who you've been
For in damnation Satan grins
 [bad word] ]
We're saints and we're sinners
Nothing more than lost beginners
Both now facing endless falls
It's [bad word] or heaven cry's
The pulpits' scorn

Every saint now has a past
So may the sinners' future last
Every ghost still has a haunt
Where he or she feels they belong
All possessing tortured souls
Confessing all that's yet to be
Saints and sinners are
Lunatics a vicious breed

So Armageddon here [bad word] Who are the chosen ones?
Consequences who you've been
For in damnation Satan grins
 [bad word] 
 [bad word] ]
We're saints and we're sinners
Nothing more than lost beginners
Wise men crank the guillotine
Where heads will roll for all to see