Bring all the sinners to me I will tear out my limbs for your feast I promise the bleeding is fine Let my body fill bottles of wine Rotting, I'm wasting my youth Laying down like the child I knew Saccharine, always saccharine There's a war in my head That you can't comprehend Saccharine, always saccharine There's a war Die! A war And it's all opulence Oh, hysteria Like an angel to the sun Bring it on, my hysteria Load it in the barrel of a gun Saccharine, always saccharine There's a war in my head That you can't comprehend Saccharine, always saccharine There's a war Saccharine, holy saccharine There's a war in my head Don't think you wanna pretend Saccharine, holy saccharine There's a war Die!