mercy.

If I march into hell This might mix up the way we feel Don't know myself Enough to say that this is real Will you forgive me If I need your solace through all this conflict Bless my conscious With your narcotic I need you erotic Hope my sins forgotten I am in need of your gospel I'll be your apostle But I ain't a reverend I've got nothing to preach I'm heading for dead-ends Where the scavengers eat Boy it's Armageddon There's a war in the streets I need your salvation Can't you show me mercy Baby get filthy I need reprieve, I need reprieve Baby get nasty I need relief, I need relief If you show me the way I may show you my scars I don't beg, don't pray, don't worship a God But I could be a fanatic if you can salvage my heart I lack any passion to keep faith in these odds I have broken commandments without patent regard Might end up in a casket if I don't change my cause Immerse me in your holy water Feed me sacrament Let me taste your blotter paper Show me happiness We meet up in god's acres no-one sees us kiss You will be my savior when you show me my anguish I ain't a reverend I've got nothing to preach I'm heading for dead-ends Where the scavengers eat Boy it's Armageddon There's a war in the streets I need your salvation Can't you show me mercy Baby get filthy I need reprieve, I need reprieve Baby get nasty I need relief, I need relief