Saints and Sinners

So what if I'm a
sinner
who's supposed to be a
saint?

I'll take my

Life,
in my hands.

Entertainment,
when it comes.

Death.
with a smile.

So what if I've got
horns
instead of a
halo?

Just what makes you think

That I care?

That I'd trade it all for redemption?

That I'm
a sinner
who's supposed to be
a saint?