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