Rotten to the core Selfabsorbed deceiver Defiling the young privided by his sheeplike creed His putrid rot infects All his fingers touch Endulging in molestation after his sickened mass Preying on the innocent Their meat satisfies his need There's no other solution that to burn the rot away Preacher mouth Like the stench of an open sore Breeding sin the abscess in black Kill him slow... The sick in his soul, exanding within, yearns to be free Molesting the young ripping their lives, feed on their cries His putrid rot infests All his fingers touch Endulging in molestation after concluding his sickened mass Preacher mouth Like the stench of an open sore Breeding sin the abscess in black