Give me all that I need
Lay down your arms
Cause the night is long tonight
And I want to see your insides out
I'm the one no one can please
I'd like to see you
Down in the pits of hell with me
You be the prey I'll be the king
In a goats eye I've seen it
The way they would come for me
But I never expected you to sing it so loudly
Push past the point of
When I trusted it too
Push and pull the haruspicy in the end I came to you

And I don't care what they say
I will try to make it
Burn my skin one thousand times
Until my soul is naked
Hang me up on a crooked cross
And then you'll call me Satan
For I have fallen out of grace
But I will not be beaten
No

Have you no hunger children?
Have you no need to see the world?
And all the broken pieces
Which are falling falling down
Have you any compassion?
Have you more a soul than me?
Call me a witch, call me a liar
I know what I have seen
Everyone look down on the fallen hanged king
Tried to battle the gods that made a fool out of him
But they burned all his crops with their lightning and wind
And so his own peasants lynched him
But the lesson you see here is not what it seems
Don't anger the poor the down trodden and lean
Cause there's a lot more of them then the ones who are clean
And in the muck and the mire you find people like me singing

I don't care what they say
I will try to make it
Burn my skin one thousand times
Until my soul is naked
Hang me up on a crooked cross
And then you'll call me Satan
For I have fallen out of grace
But I will not be beaten
No

And it's just an act I think
I'm not that confident no
And it's just wishful thinking
Cause I never could be it no
And it's just an act I think
I'm not that confident no
But maybe one day I'll be
Maybe one day I'll be

I've seen the sun in his eyes
I've seen the wind in his words
Wings black and tail sharp
I didn't say a word
I've fallen down in flames of my own
I'm scared and bruised
But in the end I'm grateful now
Cause I have nothing to loose

And I don't care what they say
I will have to make it
Burn my skin a million times
You'll never see me breaking
Hang me up on a crooked cross
And I'll beg you to call me satan
For I may have fallen out of grace
But I will not be beaten
No