There's a feeling I have When I wake up Sunday morning My body feels sick And my soul sure feels sorry It's guilt It's called guilt When I close my eyes I see events from the night before Lord, have mercy Don't you torture me anymore With this guilt It's called guilt Guilty I'm guilty But I'll Do it again The stentch of the room When the sinners gather 'round me The waste of blood When I slice their worthless souls free It's guilt It's called guilt When the fire burns And the flesh turns black and tasteless When the arrow of God Dissapears and we wander aimless It's guilt It's called guilt Guilty I'm guilty But the Lord understands When the demons grow And they twist and start to scratching When mother's death eggs, they crack And start to hatching Guilt It's called guilt But I swear by hoof And the soul of the sickly vulture This world you've built Is a dark and empty culture Of guilt It's called guilt Guilty You're guilty And I'll Destroy all I can