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Letra 'The Priest'

It could be the absinth talking
(I dont think so)
I dont either
Ive gotta find a new place
A new place to feed
Gotta be

Stop everything, something is not feeling right
The planets are not all aligned
I know when I felt this before
My evil is thirsty for more
I need a new allie to feed
What can I do?
I ve got an idea
I think I ll just become a priest
Decieving them with my belief
I ll preach about what life is worth
And cover my sins with their shirts
My demons can run around free
No one will suspect a thing
I ll show them its okay to lust
A priest in a church you can trust
I found a new allie to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections

Somethings not right
The planets are not all aligned
I know when I felt this before
My evil is thirsty for more
I need a new allie to feed
What can I do?
I ve got an idea
I think I ll just become a priest
Decieving them with my belief
I ll preach about what life is worth
And cover my sins with their shirts
My demons can run around free
No one will suspect a thing
I ll show them its okay to lust
A priest in a church you can trust
I found a new allie to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections
Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections

Oh my god
Im watching TV
I cant
Oh whats this world coming to
I see a priest molesting children
I see terrorists blowing up buildins
I see someone in rage
Killing Dimebag on stage
What the fuck is this?
What the fuck is this?
I got a kid
Should I send him to Sunday School?
I got a kid
Should I send him to Sunday School?
So you can fuck him
Oh no you aint gonna fuck him
How bout this?
I dont fucking know who I can trust
In this world and I m gonna blow
One more time
I m not that scared

Something is not feeling right
The planets are not all aligned
I know when I felt this before
My evil is thirsty for more
I need a new allie to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections
Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections