Its immoral to have one eye

In the kingdom of the blind

Yet I believe that all in this world

Is the manifestation of God



I grow rusty nails in my wounds

I bathe them with my urine

They will blossom with blood

But they will never fructify

I breed this noble wine

On black soil Ge-Hinnom

What a lovely place to die

Home sweet home

I bake my bitter bread

In this crematory oven

I use human ashes as flour

And so big the dough grows



I know where I belong

And I know where to go

Ive seen that episode on TV

Ive seen it twice

I put the barrel in my mouth

That brings back peace of mind

Its so much fun to play Russian roulette

With a fully loaded gun



This is the point when it starts

This is the point when it ends



I own all maps of human weakness

I have all keys to depravation

Call me by my countless names

Emptiness, confusion, despair

Satan tempting himself

The serpent swallowing its tail

Call me perfect, call me nine

Sins dont leave scars

Call me hell