Texty: Floater. Minister.

Good morning, children!
How nice to see you again.
I hope your ready for your lesson today.
To build your spirits will help:
We'll start erasing the self.
Suppress those tiny devils
boiling in your bone.

Your whole life,
You've been softly fading.
Once you were strong,
but now degrading,
and searching for a light to lead the way.

That's me...
I'm a holy spastic.
I'll make you feel
you're made of blood,
in a world that's plastic.

Take my hand,
'cause only I can show you the way...

And all the way

the sinister minister's grinning.
What have I got to offer?
What have you got to lose?
In your alcohol haze...
in the softest grace.
When you could be mine,
and even God needs lambs.
And I am the shepherd...

I am the shepherd.

I hate to see you cry.
And I hate to see you cry.
I hate to see you cry.

I hate it.

And what do you want to suffer?
What are you trying to prove?
In your sick little phase...
you got your hands up raised.
And you could be clean.
And you know I need lambs
and I am the shepherd...

you know I'm the shepard.

I hate to see you cry.
I hate to see you cry.
Bleach that soiled life
and take your place in line, yeah...

You know your whole life
you've been softly fading.
Once you were strong,
but now you're degrading
and searching for a little light to lead the way.

Well that's me.
I'm a holy spastic.
I'll make you feel
you're made of blood
in a world that is plastic.

Take my hand,
'cause only I can show you the way.

And now you know all the way...

that I will be grinning