As a child my dad burned my Motley Crue cd's,
and since then I swore I'd get even.
I ranted and raved through a heavy metal band,
And that band I named after a demon.
I dress in black clothing and wear an inverted cross
Those christians I'm sure to offend.
Blasphemous gestures, I pittle and pester,
Its easy to see I pretend.
To mock the pious, and stamp out the righteous,
I call myself one of Satan's own henchmen.
Ironically enough, in an effort to look tough,
I've pledged my allegiance to a biblical invention .