This is a song about "Lord i prayis earth before my sins"

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Oh lord best get out of here before i get addressed by her parents,

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

I think then "can i convince the lord to forgive my sins?"

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I say what my mind speak

I use my pen like a sword, then stab lurking lord to a floor board

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

To condemn me for my sins

Without the sound of guns