Craving
Godhead - Power Tool Stigmata
I can't see myself too clearly
The clouds are rolling in
I can't hear the noise around me
But I know the sound of sin
When the world falls down?
Head first in the mud bent over
Calling for me in my sleep
I hear the sirens flying in
I take another shot of gin
Can't hold back the demon growling
Calling for me in my sleep
As she rides upon my chest
Takes me far into her soul
As I ride upon her breast
Takes me down before I save my soul…