[Intro is hymnal/angelic chorus, break into minor key & satanic chord, switch to main melody and music. harsh, industrial sound.] the pleasures of the body cannot placate your lust your consumption is one that should cause disgust a jealous glance, a lying tongue a desire to look and stay so young spurning love and embracing fury dead but breathing, inclined to bury. Living is a sin and God's a necromancer sinners beg forgiveness, and never get an answer You'd think by now they'd just stop trying to repent their sins as they lay dying. God won't care, but truth is out of reach do yourself a favor, and practice what you preach (avaritia, gula, luxuria, acedia, ira, invida, superbia) [chant] taking solace in work that wasn't yours lying back while the others do their chores hands that make the innocent bloody tracing the curves of a heavenly body thou shalt not covet, your god has said but it won't matter once you're dead Living is a sin and God's a necromancer sinners beg forgiveness, and never get an answer You'd think by now they'd just stop trying to repent their sins as they lay dying. there is no god but truth is out of reach just do yourself a favor, and practice what you preach (avaritia, gula, luxuria, acedia, ira, invida, superbia) [chant]