There's beauty in disaster
And I'm writing for my master
These puppet strings are pulling tight
And I can't go no faster
There's magick here that's deep inside
With spells and I'm the caster
I told you once
I'll tell ya twice
My friend I am a bastard
He told me that I'd fry in Hell
A man they called a pastor
My girlfriend said my wings are broken
I'll fly but not till after
It's almost time to graduate
I...