Like a shadow of my pain
You're my scourge, my misery like a constant rain
The splinter in my brain, driving me insane
Searching for [bad word] you say doesn't exist [bad word] inside your shelter of soulkilling mist
Before I do that I'd rather die, now feel my fist 

You're new and improved – so we're told
But [bad word] unfold, behold – to you we're cold
All who died for you – was it only for their sins
Better you than me – that am where my sanity begins
If you are the lamb, the gentle and the sane
Believe me when I say my views are inhumane 

Here I am, unstoppable, the twisting thorn in your side
[bad word] addition to the kingdom of satan
My mind is sharp, like a razors edge, my souls gone mad
An outcast beyond your timid lying morality
Peace of mind, put to ease, still a hellhound of my leash
I am the [bad word] of god
Born on sin [bad word] right in, it must be tempting to be god
Take your original sin and shove it up your [bad word] 

I'm going to [bad word] #33; 

Obey natures laws and into [bad word] fall
You must be choking from the [bad word] in which you crawl
Burn to the stake, or have your neck break
Woe the ones who claim your love for man is fake
Pawns under your yoke, blood for heaven to soak
Your saga is but the ending of a worthless joke 

I believe in death
I believe in disease
I believe in injustice
I believe in torture
I believe in anger
I believe in hate
I believe in murder
I believe in pain
I believe in [bad word] 
I believe in infidelity
I believe in slime
I believe in stink 

I believe in you