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 your dreams you try to sell
  This disease I give to myself
    How does it feel? [x2]
    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 arms 'til I'm on track
  Itches my skin right off of my back
  I'll heal your wounds
  I'll set you free
  I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy
    How does it feel? [x2]
    [whispered]
  I am so dirty on on the inside [x4]
    How does it feel? [x2]
    Suck [x4]
    [whispered]
  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