Begging to be saved as I fall to the alter Her lifeless body still warm I await the coming of the savior He arrives to late The battle is underway as I feel myself being torn in two Many feelings,but I'm controlled by my hate I remember the blade that ripped though her flesh As she tried to escape But she knew as I smiled That I controlled her fate
I must be forgiven for all I've done Because sin is a sin and sin is a pun