Purevil

In an ivory room, against an ivory wall
Is crouched a shadow and I clash,
In an ivory room, within the ivory walls
There is a crimson stain in the cracks

If this is cleanliness, if this is clean
If this true righteousness, is not obscene,
Then I am pure

Across a white floor, upon the porcelain glow
There lies an animal, and it cries,
Beneath the white floor, beneath the porcelain glow
Therein a secret lies, and it's black

If this is cleanliness, if this is clean
If this true righteousness, is not obscene,
If this is cleanliness, if this is clean
If this true righteousness, is not obscene,
Then I am pure, then I am pure, then I am pure
Then I am pure, then I am pure If this is cleanliness, if this is clean
If this true righteousness, is not obscene,
If this is cleanliness, if this is clean
If this true righteousness, is not obscene, (then I am pure),
If this is cleanliness, (then I am pure) if this is clean (then I am pure)
If this is cleanliness, (then I am pure) if this is clean (then I am pure)

Then I am pure, then I am pure, then I am pure, then I am pure
Then I am pure, then I am pure, then I am pure, then I am pure