Oh, I'm outside
Starving on the inside
crawl to my cellar hole
where I am all alone again
I just need an hour of antiseptic bliss
Secret handshakes
Fatal hidden mistakes
The brag of conquistadors
Of how they sold their mothers' souls for gold
And how they sharpened their swords
On bare naked skin
Oh, we need to come clean
But where do we begin?
Oh, come holy spirit
and wash me clean
God knows where these hands have been
I'm spinning around
Like a restless child
So wash me down
Wash me down
The world's a minefield
A cheap and violent bad dream
Promises ripped at the seams
Werewolves and wicked seeds
Of sorts
And all the tragedies
That dwell in mute conspiracies
I scan through my defects
and crawl like an insect
down to my cellar hole
'Cause now I wanna know for sure
if I just traded my future for
a pound of toxic flesh
Oh, lord I give in now
I need to refresh
Oh, come holy spirit
and wash me clean
God knows where these hands have been
I'm spinning around
Like a restless child
So wash me down
Wash me down
And all this I absorb
And things that happened long before
All these atrocities
Become a part of what is me
The poisonous blood of a world gone old
drips on my skin
Oh, I need to come clean
But where do I begin?
Oh, come holy spirit
and wash me clean
God knows where these hands have been
I'm spinning around
Like a restless child
So wash me down
Wash me down
Come closer
Resurrect me
Rehydrate me
Disinfect me, now
Oh, my soul cries loudly