Verse:
I don’t have the answers,
Not one, none at all
All I have are rituals,
That I hope would work after all
Chorus:
I’ll kneel not for you
I’d steal a prayer or two
And whisper them to saner gods,
In the name
In the name
In the name of
Someone else
Verse:
I’m not dark and doomed,
Nor irredeemable
My ways are not of voodoo,
I labor as you do and fall,
Vulnerable to instincts
And circumstances too
Chorus:
I’ll kneel not for you,
I’d steal a prayer or two,
And whisper them to saner gods,
In the name
In the name
In the name of
Someone else
Verse:
A witch begging for
Salvation
I’m still not sure
What my sorry is for
Chorus:
I know I’m still not
The author of that wicked past
Neither of the monstrous thoughts
You accuse
You accuse
You accuse me of
Outro:
You see in front of the starving crowd
I’d simply disappoint, they’ve seen it all
Surely, they’d want more
In their faces, you’d find no trace of triumph
And my eyes can attest to that
My sea of relief could then gush out
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my, my guilty head drops
I don’t have the answers,
Not one, none at all
All I have are rituals,
That I hope would work after all
Chorus:
I’ll kneel not for you
I’d steal a prayer or two
And whisper them to saner gods,
In the name
In the name
In the name of
Someone else
Verse:
I’m not dark and doomed,
Nor irredeemable
My ways are not of voodoo,
I labor as you do and fall,
Vulnerable to instincts
And circumstances too
Chorus:
I’ll kneel not for you,
I’d steal a prayer or two,
And whisper them to saner gods,
In the name
In the name
In the name of
Someone else
Verse:
A witch begging for
Salvation
I’m still not sure
What my sorry is for
Chorus:
I know I’m still not
The author of that wicked past
Neither of the monstrous thoughts
You accuse
You accuse
You accuse me of
Outro:
You see in front of the starving crowd
I’d simply disappoint, they’ve seen it all
Surely, they’d want more
In their faces, you’d find no trace of triumph
And my eyes can attest to that
My sea of relief could then gush out
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my guillotine drops
Soon as my, my guilty head drops