Sin

With devils in demand

I cannot still my hand

Lost my morals; gave in

My only goal is sin

Gods are at a discount

So I will take my mount

And I'll spread my gospel

The world: my own brothel

False saints cannot stop me

My soul, forever free

Their lies will be torn down

And I will wear the crown

And high up on my throne

Only one thing is known

My sin is now virtue

Cycle begins anew