Just ask the lonely, oh Oh, don't pray for love Oh, say love Pray for who lost they fate, and died too young Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love Pray for my liver when I'm off, in this club I pray that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us Man I

Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have

I was born in ashes of molten hatred Raised by demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become become the resurrection of the evil one 'Yknow that I don't fucking care If I live

Rescue me from the demons in my mind Rescue me, rescue me, rescue me Sell yourself to save your soul Rescue me from the lovers in my life Sell yourself to save your soul, you gotta, oh, oh Rescue me, oh, oh Whatever you do, don't ever play my game Too

It's a beautiful world Yeah, it's a beautiful world All the noise and the voices are screamin' What they have to say And the headlines and sound bytes are givin' me Demons to hate And the man on TV He tells me it's ugly But if you ask me

It's taken me all of my anger And taken me all of my hate To learn how my life came together It's all these demons haunting me Its all these little things trapped inside of me Releasing me from all my sin Releasing the demons again What do you see in the

Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have