Never let anyone tell you How ****** up a person is Pointing at Her or Him At them or here with Disdain dressed To look like despair God damns the Sanctimony of fools Black robes Far worse for the wear Let em point at me I have not a care Because just like them I am Jack the Ripper. I am St. Paul I sifted salt with Ghandi And I slit throats with King Saul I am the ****** Mary I hear the knocking on my door It may just be the neighbor A fiend looking to fix me Or to score. Either way We’ve all been here Countless times maybe more Its eternity that's calling Remember living forever? Before you were ever born? I've offered every solace I've mended every fall I’ve turned the other cheek And the pious broke my jaw My work here is near done And trust me I had a ball So shed not a tear Nor curse me to befall For soon you will be me And I will be you all.