We know the fire awaits unbelievers All of the sinners the same Girl, you and I will die unbelievers bound to the tracks of the train I'm not excited But should I be Is this the fate that half of the world has planned for me? I know I love you And you

He'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when

Wild side, wild side Kneel down ye sinners to Streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new King Hollywood dream teens Yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the final ring Amen! I carry my crucifix

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

Bitch don't kill my vibe Lord forgive me I am a sinner Who's probably gonna sin again Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling

Perverse rites Priests of Sodom preside We are damned Immortal lust Wicked legions come forth Defile the pure The blackened city calls out Enter the temple of sin You must enter the temple of sin Contorted sinners beckon

So I'll be on my way Call me a sinner, call me a saint Tell me its over, I'll still love you the same Call me your favorite Call me the worst Tell me its over I don't want you to hurt Its all that I can say I've said it so many times Wrap me in a bolt of

Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows

When you're living off the land Living off the land I'm just a man doing the best that I can Saint or a sinner, the loser can be a winner with a plan I'll be damned, sometimes it's hard, the backed-up bills on the credit card She keep on threatenin' to

Let them hail the hollow one Bow before the damned Forge ahead into the night Forget the lessons of the past No remorse for the sinner No repent for the waking dead Hide their faces from the light Let the past live again We will still set in motion