I will not be asking for forgiveness for sins I am about to commit;
For I do not seek understanding from those who are incapable of it;
I am not giving a confession before my fellow sinners;
For I cannot concede to a jury made up of liars;
I will etch the treachery that’s in your heart, intentions you thought hidden behind your hideous mask;
And I will cast it on paper that all may see, the whore and the midget that’s hiding behind the yogi’s mask.

I pray, I pray… For killer clowns to poison your thoughts, for lil’ worms to fill your guts.

I pray, I pray the nightmare stays, until the day you resist your ways.
The beast was here all along…