Save our souls

This storm is endless it goes on and on

It rips you open unless you’re strong

It carries you up into the stars

This storm is violent this storm is hard

Save our souls

With anger and menace we know it strikes

God’s malevolence will strike us tonight

And in this chaos we stand and frown

We know this worlds gone upside down

In the church on the altar stands the Southern Cross

Jesus and the angels now in hell are lost

God is now clean-shaven and sprouted little horns

They’re all happy up in hell in heaven they’re forlorn

God Satan tries to him tempt

The landlord comes around my house to pay me the rent

The Vatican’s a brothel it’s chief pimp’s the pope

Satan feeds the starving and fills their souls with hope