I want you to stay,


Here in my bed,


Just ignore the stains.




Oh, save your love!


I get more love from machines than humans,


And all this romance is just rotting your tiny mind.




Sleeping with an Angel wake up with the living dead!


All you get for your love is a whore in your head!




Love Is Spite


Spite is Glory


Glory is just another word for vanity




Sleeping with an Angel wake up with the living dead!


All you get for your love is a whore in your head!




Our father who art in heaven


Hallowed be thy name


My tears fall on the book you gave me


Your promises were all in vain...




Miss Mercy! 


Come save me now!


Cos I realise that I need Love!