Saints and sinners are but we
 Twisted wrecks of symmetry
 Like broken arrows split
 Against this 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 [bad word] 
 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