I know it’s wrong, I sure don’t need your scorn

Born under a black hole rising

I feel the pull, an urgent undertow

Good or bad, who’s to say

I mean, God is dead and the world’s in flames, so…

Dark star hangs over the ocean

Dark star demands your devotion

Culling you into the night

You say it’s wrong as if it’s black and white

Get off your hellbent high horse

Just say your prayers and I’ll do what I like

I feel the undertow, feel it in my bones

Yeah, it feels so close now

Dark star hangs over the chapel

Dark star glistens on an apple

Tell me you don’t want a bite

I am the snake, I am the shame, I am the grand seduction

I am thе blood that pools and bruises, I am the poison

I am the tug, I am thе urge, the beads of sweat on your brow

I am the hex, I am the curse your god warned you about

I am the wretch, I am the sex, I’m the darkened corner

I am the breath upon your neck — yeah, a little closer

The deadbeat father, bastard son, the unholy spirit

I am the threatening, reckoning ultra-violence

I am the snake, I am the shame, I am the grand seduction

I am the reason you vehemently believe in nothing

I am the star inside your heart you’ve been taught to confine

There is no antichrist, god on high, only human kind

My kind

Dark star twinkles in your iris

Dark star dances on your fingertips