Chorus
God - help - pray - for - me
Lost - my - head - it - hurts - tortured - me
I pray to you, dear lord, to cleanse me of my sins
`cause i`m feeling tainted and rotten from within
Nothing seems to make sense and nothing gives me strength
I have lost all my values, my honour and my pride
I once thought that we could win
This war, that poisons our land
With all my enemies`scalps
I would return to my home
Feeling less heroic now
Now that i have raped and killed
Instead i`m living with fear
And hear the screams of the dead
Would you please forgive that i have burned their homes
Would you give absolution to my laughter then?
And can you tell me one thing: am i still quite sane?
Now that i`m crawling here, eating my excrements
Chorus
God - help - pray - for - me
Lost - my - head - it - hurts - tortured - me
