Shadow's dancing upon my wall

Creating designs upon me that befall

Diplomacy wasted on the norm

And they begin to look to us like worms

Worms of the enemy; ignorance

Stomp in time as music begins our dance

Crushing the worms; the idiots

And this becomes in my stinted sanity

The only cure left for my humanity

Destroying the idiotic monstrousity

Ridding the world of all stupidity

And I become the Savior of humanity

Nostradamus predicted I would come

In records left yet to be found

Notes passed down by instinct

And psychic powers come unpredictably

Your Jesus of Suburbia come at last

So fall in love with my words and follow my voice

As I lure ignorance to an endless abyss

To do good, sometimes you have to get your hands dirty

I am the blood-stained Christ, my second coming

A fallen angel with wings turned black

A crown of thorns adorn my head and scars from the whip upon my back

No longer the domicile martyr dying for sin

I am God incarnate, in the flesh, come for revenge

And this becomes in my stinted sanity

The only cure for humanity

Destroying the idiotic monstrousity

Ridding the world of all stupidity

And I become once again the Savior of humanity

To do good, you sometimes have to get your hands dirty

The blood-stained Christ, this is my second coming

So fall in love and follow my voice

As I lead ignorance to an endless abyss

And I become the Savior of humanity

To bring about something better than this Fucktopia

And I quickly become the Jesus of Suburbia