Dr. Sin Is In
Strapped on the tableThe operation beginsCaught in the fableThe doctor is inThe doctor is in - the doctor is inOh God help us
Stainer, cyan wall tilesThey form a pattern of snakesHissing like a reptileHis instruments are awake
The light's mesmerizingGlowing through the hazeThe fear is paralyzingSmile on his face all ablaze
The doctor is inOh God help us, the doctor is in
The cure is screamingOne helluva healingCut out the cancersCorrupting your soul
Barely breathingRecovery by bleedingBut the rot will goDr. Sin is in
Your hands are dirtiedBy the places that they have beenThose eyes are filthiedBecause of sins they shouldn't have seen
The heart's contaminatedRotten to the coreThis fould brain is taintedBy the impure thoughts and uproar