Nameless Creations - Harry's Dirty

Harry's dirty, he's got bloodstains on him

Flew out of hell and down to the pit
He's dirty and his proud of it
Got psychotic back in summer
All in blood now, what a bummer!
I have a recurring vision of him
That hits me like a hammer from within

Harry's dirty, all splendored in sin

Spitting words of the demented truth
Broke the faith that was inside you
You wanted God, now you got a proof

Four strings and to sing along
Couple of chords to hang it all on
Never thought it'll come out so strong

Harry's dirty, he's got bloodstains on him

A gathering of people is forming a heat
His blood like red carpet all over the street
He did this to himself, and he's proud of it
he's the best and the worst, he's everywhere - whoever sees it, admits it

Harry's dirty all splendored in sin
Angels call home as the devil grins
He'll stick to his strings through thick and thin
If the heaven comes down or pandemonium begins

Harry's past is the mausoleum of truth
and still plucking the strings with his nail and tooth
and he wrote these words with his blood

Harry's dirty, and the blood stains his white suit
He did it to himself because he wanted to
You wanted God, now you got a proof
Heaven in his hell will do him no good
Harry's dirty and it's well understood