So your girl has come
Make sure she tells everybody
Daddy
Anyway, you've never made me come
You're unable to do that
Daddy, young boys, old men
Yet maybe I was here before
Maybe time to change the meaning
To the proper one
Since you couldn't give that coming to anyone…
Maybe you need to torture me some more
To get excited?
Tira mi su…
He said when you nailed him
Like the woman that he knew he was
Yet he wouldn't walk in a miniskirt, boys
My second coming is bullshit
I've been here many times
Make a choir around me
Like you always do around the good ones
To drown their voice
They're not talking to you ever
Daddy priests, words were always wasted on you
So how do I call you…
Stupidity laughs at it's own names
Wise men of the church built on our bones
Black crows
So here I am
Two angels living in the room
Two signs of them
Many signs of the little devils like you
Listen and look for them
Not always invisible you are
This is the end of your world
I assure you the love wants that
And I know you like all girls
So why don't you come… and nail me again?
So I have two crosses now?
Who would have thought he would grow so big…
Your words they are and they were.
Please tell me where am I in that myth of yours
Where you claim all of us stand under the cross.
Make sure she tells everybody
Daddy
Anyway, you've never made me come
You're unable to do that
Daddy, young boys, old men
Yet maybe I was here before
Maybe time to change the meaning
To the proper one
Since you couldn't give that coming to anyone…
Maybe you need to torture me some more
To get excited?
Tira mi su…
He said when you nailed him
Like the woman that he knew he was
Yet he wouldn't walk in a miniskirt, boys
My second coming is bullshit
I've been here many times
Make a choir around me
Like you always do around the good ones
To drown their voice
They're not talking to you ever
Daddy priests, words were always wasted on you
So how do I call you…
Stupidity laughs at it's own names
Wise men of the church built on our bones
Black crows
So here I am
Two angels living in the room
Two signs of them
Many signs of the little devils like you
Listen and look for them
Not always invisible you are
This is the end of your world
I assure you the love wants that
And I know you like all girls
So why don't you come… and nail me again?
So I have two crosses now?
Who would have thought he would grow so big…
Your words they are and they were.
Please tell me where am I in that myth of yours
Where you claim all of us stand under the cross.
