Crawling in the Dark - Freakangel

Rotten in salvation

Muted due to dreams

Devoted in the orgasms

Of raging frantic sins

Suffering through cancer

Eating all the pills

Words are only letters

In the book that kills

Deception of the prayer

Beginning of all lies

Holy Grounds of maggots

Are we here to die?

The cross sells only porno

To our washed up minds

Tomorrows of the angels

Seduced by the cry

Crawling in the dark

Feeling like a worm

The only real exit is

The «glory hole»

Serpents are your fingers

Without the middle one

Holy blood for sinners

We are all undone