head into my noose Come and kneel, boy, before me Kiss my sacred altar Come to me like a ram To the slaughter Feel my poisoned sting Tonight I'll spread
the Golden Dawn I have warned; Of biochemical implants in heads of the unborn! Lion of the tribe of Judah; The root of David Five Tibetan rites are rejuvenation A Sacred
sink into sweaty ground Marking dionysiac stings Sparks set from velvet tongues That bring close soft orange lips Phallic Litanies Paths lead inside warm nests, the sacred
to deplore my opposite, may only way For aeons I descended down Till I saw the dreadful truths of which man wouldn't know I, degraded bearer of thy sacred
Whoa whoa so long Copperheads and sacred songs The book of Mark souldn't be wrong Hallelujah and praise the man Upstairs with the long hand Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting
They wanted more Of the fame, of the scripted, the same Of the sacred, the fraud, fabricated They wanted more Of the fame, of the scripted, the same Of the sacred
body sacred We're about to begin All night All night long Watch the moon Let it drop from the sky Understand I might draw first blood But I won't sting
somebody better give me a sting somebody better make me bleed fill this vacancy underneath my skin cos i'm fighting with a thorn in my side i never meant
Somebody better give me a sting Somebody better make me bleed Fill this vacancy underneath my skin 'Cause I'm fighting with a thorn on my side I never
Can't stand, beaten down by a broken old man Broken men fill a city full of sadness Broken rooms fill a body full of badness I need a need other than the sting
Townspeople- The groom's in black, the bride's in white, the angels sing as well they might. Let heaven shine its sacred light on this blessed event
controlling your fucked up mind? Just a thought of you with your twisted little smile Stings me like a thorn in my spine You told me sacred lies Through
Chilis freaky, uplift, mother's milk Faith No More Mike Patton's voice is smooth as silk Metallica's music makes me want to rage Sting's lyrics have
and stink, never enough times to stop and make me think. I've wrapped around some fingers, riddled rich in ringworm. I'm swollen still, poisoned by the sting
I look through tear-soaked eyes, I'm full of scars but I'm not made of stone, And my heart's exposed, My transparent life of terror A sacred promise
sacred We're about to begin All night All night long Watch the moon Let it drop from the sky Understand I might draw first blood But I won't sting like
to deplore my opposite, nay only way For aeons I descended down Till I saw the dreadful truth of which man wouldn`t know I, degraded bearer of thy sacred
Catch yourself hiding from your heart and what God only knows Smile put on your game face Your death bed awaits And sure there?s grace but it?s going to sting