Beast (Seven Bastard Suck) Virgin Prunes

Waiting in the wings
These fangs of second death
Calling out to all
Who will listen

I preach who stands alone
The sun and moon and sky

(The seven bastards suck)
(The flesh, blood and bone)
(Oh no, oh no)

A voice it speaks in black
Of chance of fate and how

Glory be to God
On earth as it is in Heaven
Heaven
Heaven

I cannot see
I cannot see

Blind
Blind
Blind