I says mother I have lost my arms  Lost my arms  She says, use your charms son  Use your charms  And I says smell that fear mother  Smell that fear  She says off your knees son  Off your knees  Well, our friend the Judas sheep  He's dressed up like a compost heap  Our friend the Judas sheep  To the top, top, top of the heap  We are tentacle wrapped in memories  Memories  Down in the dark we stumble happy  Happy  We are wet to the skin  Wet to the skin  Free from sin  Free from sin  Oh father forgive this state we're in  State we're in  Because our friend the Judas sheep  He's dressed up like a compost heap  Our friend the Judas sheep  To the top, top, top of the heap  And I said our friend the Judas sheep  Today's companion tomorrow's fresh meat  I says mother I have lost my arms  Lost my arms  She says, use your charms son  Use your charms  And I says smell that fear mother  Smell that fear  She says off your knees son  Off your knees  We are tentacle wrapped in memories  Memories  Down in the dark we stumble happy  Happy  We are wet to the skin  Wet to the skin  Free from sin  Free from sin  Oh father forgive this state we're in  State we're in  State we're in  Our friend the Judas sheep  He's dressed up like a compost heap  Our friend the Judas sheep  To the top, top, top of the heap  And I said our friend the Judas sheep  Today's companion tomorrow's fresh meat  I says mother I have lost my arms  Lost my arms  She says, use your charms son  Use your charms  And I says smell that fear mother  Smell that fear  She says off your knees son  Off your knees  We are tentacle wrapped in memories  Memories  Down in the dark we stumble happy  Happy  We are wet to the skin  Wet to the skin  Free from sin  Free from sin  Father forgive, father forgive, father forgive  State we're in