The only sin in this world of pain
In this world of shame
In this world of heartache,
The only sin in this world unjust
In this world of lust
In this world distrusting,
The only sin in this world corrupt,
Where passions erupt
And end abrupt
Is a crime.
With no great gestures cry
Its eyes, with no great evil's shine.
Here, among all the vicious beasts
With their blood lust feast
Ordained by black priests,
Here, among poison viper's bite,
A police gunfight
In the unknown night,
Is a man
With no great master plan,
No deadly weapon clutched in his hand.
You'll never see the light
In this darkest night,
Never see the light,
Never see the light
When the boredom comes,
If you're one of the boring ones.
The only crime in this violent place
With lies two faced,
Where love's disgraceful.
Crime's committed with sharpened knives
And wasted lives
Of those who are forced
To shove
And murder the peace dove.
There is no higher calling from above.
You'll never see the light,
Quell this appetite,
Never see the light,
Never see the light,
When the boredom comes,
When you're one of the boring ones.
