I wear a suit
To pretend that I'm not
The man that I am
A filthy fucking cunt
I feed on your loss
I add it to my wealth
But a necklace with a cross
Hangs around my neck
I wear a suit
To pretend that I'm not
The man that I am
A grumpy old fuck
I will consume
As much as I can
And leave the young scum
A dry, depleted Earth
I wear a suit
A cross around my neck
And with Christ's wooden cross
I'll purge sins of my past
You'll reap what I've sown
And when I'm long gone
You'll learn to love my filth
And happily
Wear my crown