Whore You keep coming back for more It's time To turn water into wine Disappear into the shadows In desperation, desolation It's way past time As the ground beneath you burns As truth, the rusty nail, Carves x's in your flesh It's alive It's time There's a witchhunt in this town You proudly lead the procession As you left your soul behind It's way past time As the ground beneath you burns Repentance due I'll have you cleansed And then baptized in fire The daily pornograph Tells you what to feel Communion finds you drenched Crusade or dud beliefs They're not real Kneel before your savior "Forgive me father i have sinned I should have let you in" "Forgive me client From now on everything i do Revolves around you"