Dirty

You are dirty. Scared. Terrified

You lick your wounds on the edge of chasm

Lacerated microcephalic blind morons

sociopathics phenomenal psychotics praying at your doorstep

Your friends, your co-workers, newspapers, the TV

Everybody's happy to talk, full of misinformation

Morality, science, religion, politics, Christ, It's overwhelming!

You are dirty. Empty. Shivery.

Virtue is dead. And God is blind when you're terrified.

Therapeutic treatments don't work at all

They've given birth to weird things, Watch'em unveil

People can flaunt their money and be at the top 1%

of this shameful, violent, prejudiced, illiterate

***ually repressed, ineffectual, bad-smelling, self-righteous

dirty brothel we call home

You are dirty. Scared

Listen to your torment while sleeping with the guns

It means nothing much this life

Era vulgaris of chrism decline

[Paolo Pieri's guitar solo]

You are dirty. Dying. Torn between lies.

The sedation of piety. The seclusion of light.

Soon we'll turn to dark

And where have all the angels gone?

We are a unforeseen called human beings