And the question has to be asked,
about a funeral for a man who murdered
his wife and kids? Who took an axe to his
children and burned them alive?

No one came to the funeral for a monster.
No one came to the funeral for a monster.

There's the headstone with just a name
and an old undertaker scuffling around
putting the touches on a quiet grave
the last shovel of dirt on the hole.

No one came to the funeral for a monster.
No one came to the funeral for a monster.

But who could see that no serotonin in his brain
made him see things no one else might see
Who could see he was torn from birth
A child of rage, a child of amphetamine?

God has mercy even on monsters
God has mercy even on monsters
God has mercy even on monsters
He has mercy even on monsters