time slowed down the time i forgot my friends and my karma came around in the morning i looked like shit it s probably because of this and all the fucked up stuff i did but you re wrong god you re wrong a forward explanation talking backwards caught in translation go means no again i sold my soul to jesus it turns out that god doesn t need us my arms now marked with the beast he taught me how to be empty my soul floats up as i reach the gates you turn me away i beg and i cry but you say no and i burn as i lay in ice my skin petrified my conscious consumed with thoughts of you