I Believe In Evil

You aimed right for the eyes
Where your invitation dies
And I am subject to irrelevance
And all your secret spies
You’ll be the nexus in the dark
I’ll be the spade that digs your grave
Youth is bored, youth is short
Youth is for the brave
I believe in evil
I believe in evil
You whistle all the tunes
And you irrigate the wounds
You are a prisoner best left unkempt
Propped up alive by fools
Next to a black hole by the clock
Where all information stops
Youth is bored, youth is short
Youth is for the brave
I believe in evil
I believe in evil
There is no wrong way to read this book, my darling
Please come sit down by me and have a look at scripture
There is no wrong way to read this book, my darling
Please come sit down by me and have a look at scripture