My cup runneth over
Like blood from a stone
CHORUS
These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me
When the pig runs slower
Let the arrow fly
When the sin lies bolder
I'll pluck out thine eye
CHORUS
If you scorn my lover
Satan got your thigh
If you steal in hunger
I will kick you when you try
CHORUS
