I was born a wicked man, no hopes or dreams I get my kicks from torturing and screams I lust for womens blood, and their evil ways I twist my words to what the good book says I want you, and I need you, and I'll bleed you It's all true, I've been told to, I'll cut you down My mind in purest white, in lawless land I'll smash right through the evil hidden hand I'm paid in drugs and gold, it's all I need I'll take your soul and cleanse it with my greed I'll burn you down to save this town Lady in gentle slumber Wary your not all alone Maybe, I'm torn asunder Lady, you're not on your own You're not on your own