Innocent

I am the Pope, thats "Innocent"
I treat my children well
You must believe in mother church
Or I will bring you hell
I've very little patience
Very little patience with thee
Very little patience with thee
Perhaps you'll ride
My Judas chair
Or rest on beds of nails
I have amassed, so many ways
Of which I can impale
I've very little patience
Very little patience with thee
Very little patience with thee
I've very little patience
No more, no more patience from me
I have, very little patience
No more, No more patience from me