Saviour

Step into the booth, beauty that is youth And tell him all your sins And as you confess, you will never guess Just where his mind has been Kneel upon the floor, precious little whore And look into his eyes Your heart is filled with trust; he feels only lust Raging deep inside Fall to your knees And swallow the sword Prepare for release From your saviour Where is your protector? Does he see the danger Watching from above? How can he stand by, seeing angels cry In his house of love Dare not tell a soul; he is in control Do just what he says to Lay back, close your eyes; soon you'll realize That God is deep inside you Fall to your knees And swallow the sword Prepare for release From your saviour Who's your Messiah? What is his name? Jesus or Satan? Who will you blame? Saint or a sinner, Heaven or Hell Which path will you choose for the soul that you sell? Buried memories, causing misery All throughout her life A slutty fucked-up teen, drawn to men so mean A hostile, frigid wife And what about the saviour? Has he changed his ways? And faced the awful truth? "Father, I have sinned" ... "Then please, come right in And kneel inside the booth"