[bad word]  [bad word] billytalentinfo

devil in a midnight mass,
He preyed behind stained glass
memory of Sunday class,
Resurrected from the past
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more 
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
Getting closer to my door
I was alive, but now I’m singing…
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Violent Knight… at the edge of your knife,
“Forgive me Father”…don’t make it right
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… at the edge of your knife,
You’re guilty!
devil in a midnight mass, 
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands,
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Put my [bad word] in God that day,
Not the man that taught his way
I was alive, but now I’m singing…
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Violent Knight… at the edge of your knife,
“Forgive me Father”…don’t make it right
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… at the edge of your knife
You’re guilty!
Whisper, whisper… don’t make a sound,
Your bed is made; it’s in the ground