May god have mercy, your forgiveness do I need
My string of sins ends here with this most dreadful deed
I only meant to save my Rosa Bud, it's true
You bastard Jasper, christ! I meant to murder you!

Could I see my rosebud threatened
By this man of massive sin?
He'd revealed his vile desires
So I had to do him in!

To my endless ruination
I took smoke to see me through
In my sweet hallucination
I saw Drood, and thought him you!

So I say, to all who'll hear me--
You must plan a murder well
You must view your victim clearly
As you send him off to hell!

When I killed, 'twas well intended
Drink and smoke, what did me in
For my chores, I'm apprehended!
Them's the wages of sin!

Everyone now!
With the wages of sin!

Oh, bloody hell. Don't you know they hang women these days?
This is undoubtedly my last chorus! Come on now, everybody!

With the wages of sin!