My weapens are pen and calculator
To divide the good from the bad
Rawness isn't sexy, the beginning of the fall of Babylon

Congratulations mother$#&@er
What you did, you did wrong
Wiht my own eyes I saw

With my own ears I heard
That your world perverted more
That's what I can't accept

The exorcist inside of me tells me what to do
To divide the good from the bad
Helplessness is needful to break one more being

Sorry mother$#&@er, I can't leave your life as it is
All that I've tried made me insane
Why should I stand near you, see you drowning?

Don't want my help?
Then I'll send you to hell
I must start a war

To get you back on earth