Pretty Maids
Spooked
You dragged me through your system
Your blasphemic religion
Denounced me as a public enemy

Disgraced me for the jury
Lit an outrageous fury
Created all the cloud that cover me

Now you made me
Turned me into what I am
You protaned me
As a child of the damned

(Chorus)
You got me spooked
Don't give what you can't take back
Really spokked
Don't give what you can't take back

You brought me to the slaughter
You drank th eholy water
Washed your hands and sanctified yourself

Tortured and crucified me
You mail me to the cross
You burned my eyes and caused me living hell