This voice is my church and it burns through me
They look at me every morning
They look at me and start their therapy
They're staring when they sing their words

He hides behind the rocks and waits for you
He deftly never steps ashore
While he wastes his time, his dreams are full
He's ready now to steal it all from me
My greatest joy would be to destroy you
Your greatest joy would be to destroy me

Go ahead, [bad word] so far
God is watching, you know you're a star

He painted his room, since he lived like a dog
I want to watch you suffer violently
When you're with me you forget your alone
Found a birthplace for a blooded corpse
You've got to slow it-slow it-slow it down some
The blood is crimson on my shoulder
Shines like the blood of the older
Muscles of his muse were stronger

Branches of a metal shelter
Calculating your course mentor
The inflection of a local dialect
Leaves us stuck with no regrets