I was born in a world that was shaped by the blade of a two edged sword

I was draped in a cloth with the sign of the cross and the flame of the Lord

But every time I saw the theif on the tree it began to look a little more like me

I was told not to taste or touch anyone who was outside of the fold (they're unclean)

I was warned not to play I would burn if I played with fire of the flame that I hold

But every time I saw the filth on the street it began to look more beautiful to me

Every time I touched the unclean thing it felt more and more like I was touching me

That's why they call me Fornicator

You play with fire you will burn

The fire will burn all the fornicators

I was stripped of the cloak with the sign of the cross and the flame of the lord

Now I'm dressed all in black I was stabbed in the back by the two edged sword

And every time I see the filth on the streets it's a mirror image staring back at me

Every time I see the thief on the tree it's a mirror image staring back at me

That's why they call me Fornicator

You play with me you will see

The fire will burn all the fornicators