Dogs

Rob the virgins of their honesty, purity
We move like vandals down darkened streets
And talk like dime store novels
Shining blackness in our one track eyes
Shining blackness in our one track minds
Shining blackness in our one track eyes

Just like ghosts on lightened corners
Just like cannibals, we must be starving

We're the drug-laced scandals of society,
With their churlish wretches
We watch the graves and go for the bones
Of beloved ancestors and blessed saints

Deepest darkness in our blackened hearts
Got no time for you bleeding hearts
Deepest darkness in our blackened hearts
Got no time for you bleeding hearts

It comes with words of loneliness
It comes on nights of choruses
You're going to die and go straight to hell
Hell!