Guilt

There's a feeling I have
 When I wake up Sunday morning
 My body feels sick
 And my soul sure feels sorry
 It's guilt
 It's called guilt
 When I close my eyes
 I see events from the night before
 Lord, have mercy
 Don't you torture me anymore
 With this guilt
 It's called guilt
 Guilty
 I'm guilty
 But I'll
 Do it again
 The stentch of the room
 When the sinners gather 'round me
 The waste of blood
 When I slice their worthless souls free
 It's guilt
 It's called guilt
 When the fire burns
 And the flesh turns black and tasteless
 When the arrow of God
 Dissapears and we wander aimless
 It's guilt
 It's called guilt
 Guilty
 I'm guilty
 But the
 Lord understands
 When the demons grow
 And they twist and start to scratching
 When mother's death eggs, they crack
 And start to hatching
 Guilt
 It's called guilt
 But I swear by hoof
 And the soul of the sickly vulture
 This world you've built
 Is a dark and empty culture
 Of guilt
 It's called guilt
 Guilty
 You're guilty
 And I'll
 Destroy all I can