I'm turning a deaf ear to your bloody ministries

Save it for the afterlife honey

Cuz everybody knows

The more we nurture our perversions

The more human we become

Sing children, sing it to the sun

Struck down, I hate what you've become

Your comet-catcher conned you baby

Straight you'll plummet to the earth

They finally caught the killer

They found his skin beneath her nails

Squeeze him hard enough and he'll confess

We swore a solemn oath to never disobey

Then he took our wives and kids away