SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

Haloes all fixed up with make up.

In love with all, care for none,

we got to wake up!

The writing's not on the wall

It is carved on our foreheads.

The writing's not on the wall

It is carved on our foreheads.

Fire!

Gotta save ourselves from this fire.

Even god won't help us, we will burn.

It's the devil's turn.

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

Shallow beauty is a curse

to the beauties and the beasts.

We're all waiting to be coerced

But nature sends wrath not priests.

The writing's not on the wall

It is carved on our foreheads.

The writing's not on the wall

It is carved on our foreheads.

Fire!

Gotta save ourselves from this fire.

Even god won't help us, we will burn.

It's the devil's turn.

Fire!

Gotta save ourselves from this fire.

Even god won't help us, we will burn.

It's the devil's turn.

Mellow cruelty gets worse

when you turn a blind eye,

when you lie to yourself -

it does not exist.

We've had ages to repent and reverse

before we get lost in the devil's mist.

(In the devil's mist)

(In the devil's mist)

Oh we're already far gone,

in the devil's mist!

It's real and I can feel it in my chest

and it's growing fast

So grow up despite the fucking rest.

(Run!)

Fire!

Gotta save ourselves from this fire. Cause even god won't help us, we will burn. It's the devil's turn.

Fire!

Gotta save ourselves from this fire. Even god won't help us, we will burn. It's the devil's turn.

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

Save our sick souls

SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!

This song will not change anything if you won't.