a god of his own
ripping the world up to shreds
wreaking hell
bringing havoc
metallic punishments,piercing the air
pulling the pleasure out from mortal wounds within
who will judge the ungodly or godless
bound to loveless and unloved
dying just as he was

i feel so alone in red heaven
sweaters and black jeans galore
i bared my red face
as i went out of place
and hopped over the fence at the grocery store
my red bat fell straight to the ground
they all ducked and run as the hellion was found
right outside of the store
in red sweater galore
i returned my baseball bat
they laughed as i filled up my hat
with red sweaters and black jeans galore
i opened my eyes to blood on the floor