Since the dawn of man
We sin and we beg for forgiveness
And with a cross in hand who gives a damn anyway
Built on hypocrisy we'll weed through all the unwanted moonlight stigmata plagues through us all everyday
Moonlight Stigmata
Fantasies of bodies burning tell me if your stomachs turning what the f*ck is happening to me
I said it once I'll say it twice I'll even f*ckin say it nice
I blame it on the holy trinity