it begins with the sorrow of tomorrows sunset
it begins with the last man alive on earth
it ends with a machine built to spread disease
now that all of the pain has started to disappear
theres a dream that is spreading in his sick little mind
his soul is on fire while everbody laughs
at the healthy disease he keeps trapped inside
but the weakness of this medicine will give him strenght

he sees the crutches that support the retarded and the weak
the definitions of the liars in a promising world
the means of an escape are but a life away
embracing his disease like a trusted friend
approaching his dream with a weapon in his hand
he delivers all the sin and hate and fear
and the horrible diseas he keeps trapped inside
he will forgive all your sins and your guilty thoughts

i will deliver you from sin
i will deliver you from pain
i will cripple you like no disease could ever hope to do
i will find a way

now it is time for the saviors approach
crawling on his belly for a temporary cure
clutching at his last, lost starving hope
hoping that not even the strong will survive
giving freely of himself and his urine and his shit
the world will look away from you in bitter disgust
and scorn the greatest savior that ever had

i will deliver you from sin
i will deliver you from pain
i will cripple you like no disease could ever hope to do
i will find a way