In the seemingly endless ocean
Of humanity there you prevail
In your eyes there hides an emotion
That is restlessly primal and pale

And the helpless feed off your aura
It's the birth of debauchery flair
Elevate the order of Progress
And Join the Demonic Affair

All the days go by like Hours
And the rain has stumbled and fell
Leaving justifiable lashes by [bad word] pendulous hair

Burning hate into the ashes and the
consequence left to unveil
While the envious girls Just raise
their fists and yell

All Bad Girls Go to [bad word] 
Bloodline Is Severed Devotion
Plunging to the depths of erosion
There's no hope now of saving face
Washed Out any state of emergency
Phased Out by [bad word] Hate
There's no hope now of saving face