Antichrist

Well I swear there's a ghost on this Island

And his hands, all covered in blood

And my wife enquired of understanding

But of course, my dear, you can't

She said, "How can I relate to somebody who doesn't speak?

I feel like I'm just treading water

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same for you?"



Well he comes and he goes, so capricious

And his work appears so rushed

Well I love the house that we live in

And I love you all too much



Is it the same for you?

Is it the same with you?

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same with you?



Well the criminals and liars

Keep him in your cell as a privilege of mine

And I love the house that we live in

And I love you all too much



Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off



Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

Blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off