Sinner

Sitting on my bed
Knees till my chin
I remember the crime
I remember the sin

Life was a test
And I have just failed
They said there is no rest
For whom who will not prevail

The gates of heaven and hell await
I don't know what waits
Yet I know this will not be fun
I guess I might be torn apart
by Attila the Hun

Maybe I'll bask
In glory and sun
Yet that's not what I want
I want a hunt, Cunt!