[00:14.57] Incurable disease on the day of rest [00:17.77] I go walking on water in a sea of incest [00:21.45] I've got the image of Jesus embedded in my chest [00:24.96] I can't leave home without my bulletproof vest [00:27.37] Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon [00:30.66] Fighting with scorpions, tied round my neck [00:33.96] I hear the pitter patter of a killer on the loose [00:36.83] Children use their fingers instead of words [00:41.10] Crosses burn our temples on Slaughter Avenue [00:44.44] It takes too much time for me to say, "I refuse" [00:47.66] Time is digging graves for the chosen few [00:50.54] Children digging graves for me and you [00:54.29] Describe the illness, I'll prescribe the cure [00:56.84] Start your two day life on a two day vacation [01:00.53] Describe the illness I'll prescribe the cure [01:03.74] Start your two day life on a two day vacation [01:07.60] Spiritual cramp going for my ribs, those gangsters toting guns [01:12.09] Are shooting spikes through my wrist [01:14.28] Children use their fingers instead of words [01:17.42] Fingers bury children under the boards [01:20.53] I can die a thousand times, but I will always be here [01:23.62] With the power skull, secrets of forgotten years [01:26.52] The hangman's noose is drenched, with bloodstained tears [01:30.30] My hands are the killers that confirm my fears [01:33.22] Jesus, won't you touch me? Come into my heart [01:39.73] Where the hell are you when the fire starts? [01:46.38] I'm using my fingers, instead of words [01:49.75] I'm using my fingers, instead of words [02:26.43] On a mission of the Father, to reduce the gates of Hell [02:29.43] The ivory bone eyed mother's flesh is starting to swell [02:32.69] I'm setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast [02:36.29] Satan is by far the kindest beast [02:41.20]