Lyrics written and recorded by Devin Bast
Copyright 1998 (on original copyright form).
All rights reserved.
ASCAP Sickman Publishing
Stone and Sin
Alabaster skin, face of stone and sin
Medusa’s snakes crawl on my flesh
The words of Moses speak, as she parts the sea
Deceit drowns souls to be possessed
I am the demon in your dreams
We don't pray
I am the sermon in your screams
We don't pray
I am the love left in the mire
We don't pray
I am the dark side of desire
No more a happy little boy, my box is filled with broken toys
Bright knives kneel down, shit and sows on the ground
The bible pages catch on fire
Secret sex tears my throat, healing hands bring me to choke
My sweet diseased fucked up desires
I choose to be the pig
We don't pray
I choose to kill the sick
We don't pray
I choose to rape the old
We don't pray
I choose to do the trick
No more a happy little boy, my box is filled with broken toys
I didn’t want to kill my friend
We don't pray
I didn’t want to be this strong
We don't pray
I didn’t ask for your love
We don't pray
I didn’t know god was blood
We don't pray
No more a happy little boy, my box is filled with broken toys