Hedonistic fire in the dead of night
I gave my soul away
I've been stripped of all but lust
And I've seen [bad word] today
It had a toilet seat and a lock on the door
and it made me feel okay
I know they had it in for me but I love their sweet decay

I see a tunnel at the end of the light
And it's driving me insane
Just tell me If I'm wrong or I'm right
And if it's Christ or cocaine

The lies we tell to secure our fate
Are never far behind us
The things we say and the things we do
Will in the end blind us

Do you think you're a sinner or a saint?
Do you even think you could see?
Or would you rather step into my Church
And go to [bad word] with me