There is no god up in the sky tonight
No sign of Heaven anywhere in sight
All that was true is left behind
Once I could see now I am blind
Don´t want the dreams you try to sell
This disease I give it to myself

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone
I bow my head to confess
The temple walls are made of flesh
Runs up my arm till I´m on track
Itches the skin right off my back
I´ll heal your wounds
I´ll set you free
I´m Jesus Christ on ecstasy

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

I feel so dirty on the inside
I am so dirty on the inside

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

A thousand lips
A thousand tongues
A thousand throats
A thousand lungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terrible things to you