Feel the pain See the shame Lonely streets he walks inside his head The only road he knows The streets will fill with blood into the night He wants you to see The gray man lives Poor old Albert Fish The gray man lives With god there is no sin Longing for the pleasure of the flesh The only thing he feels The flame inside his skin is all too real He wants you to feel The gray man lives Poor old Albert Fish The gray man lives With god there is no sin Burn bright the flame He left the house with grace that day The gray man lives Poor old Albert Fish The gray man lives With god there is no sin