The only sin in this world of pain In this world of shame In this world of heartache, The only sin in this world unjust In this world of lust In this world distrusting, The only sin in this world corrupt, Where passions erupt And end abrupt Is a crime. With no great gestures cry Its eyes, with no great evil's shine. Here, among all the vicious beasts With their blood lust feast Ordained by black priests, Here, among poison viper's bite, A police gunfight In the unknown night, Is a man With no great master plan, No deadly weapon clutched in his hand. You'll never see the light In this darkest night, Never see the light, Never see the light When the boredom comes, If you're one of the boring ones. The only crime in this violent place With lies two faced, Where love's disgraceful. Crime's committed with sharpened knives And wasted lives Of those who are forced To shove And murder the peace dove. There is no higher calling from above. You'll never see the light, Quell this appetite, Never see the light, Never see the light, When the boredom comes, When you're one of the boring ones.