Errata stigmata

Oh well hey / what did you learn today / of all the world and its pain / of
archons insane?
oh there's a hole up in the sky from where the angels fall / to bring us
sword and sire children that grow up too tall
Oh there's a hole down in the ground where all the dead men go / down
purgatory's highways they gun their souls
Oh say you love satan
Yeah right
What did you learn today / crossing your fingers / applauding the play?
Cough up all sixes that you know all signs of horns that you can show /
maybe you too are like unto the beast unto the fiend and foe
For certainly the hoof and horn must be whereever hair will grow / to call
upon the spirits foul to dance upon your goddamn soul
Oh say you love
Say you love satan
Yeah right