Seven Judges
Seven teachers
Seven women love seven preaches
You do your hair up nice
Wear your pretty dress
Well go out babe
And smoke cigarettes
You think Im mad
But Im out of my mind

Seven priests
Seven whores
Seven soldiers fought seven wars
You promised the world to the meek and the lowly
We face the end with no faith in the holy
You think Im mad
But Im out of my mind

Seven sins
Seven secrets
Seven sisters had seven weaknesses
A magpie on a wire
A dark burning fire
You think Im mad
But Im out of my mind

Seven pirates and Seven Nuns
Seven sinners they had seven sons
I hurt inside my skin
Wont let nobody in
You think Im mad
But Im out of my mind

Dark rain been falling
Black sea been rolling
A grey been shining
A blood red moon
A lost child
And my jealous soul