Clean

There's a grown man walking in my garden
A grown man walking in my garden
I find it strange, find it so alarming
I've got my blade, gonna put it where his heart is

First of all, there is no god
Cause I went out and killed my god
And laid his body in the dirt
I killed him clean, so it did not hurt

And now the moon is full
The moon is wide
The moon it makes, waters rise

And weave the waves, in the deep
The kind of calm, I hope to keep

There's a grown man walking in my garden
A grown man walking in my garden
I find it strange, find it so alarming
I've got my blade, gonna put it where his heart is