"I am the mouth of the screaming souls
I gather them together to take our last stand
My flocks keep growing, time is running out
We're not little lambs
We are the LICE OF GOD"
V1:
Keep talking
About the things that keep you
Safe and warm
Put all the monsters
In the closet
To haunt your children
Hear the whispers
On the wind
Close the windows
Can't let them in
Turn the TV up real loud
And try to mask
The Horrible sounds
C:
The darkness comes upon you
Don't turn your back
You will surely fall
There's nothing that you can do
You can never turn back
Or you will fall
V2:
Keep running
From the things that keep you
Scared and cold
Put all the monsters
In your soul
To haunt your insides
Hear the whispers
In your head
Burst your eardrums
Can't let them in
Turn the music up real loud
And wash away the horrible sounds
C:
The darkness comes upon you
Don't turn your back
You will surely fall
There's nothing that you can do
You can never turn back
Or you will fall
B:
And we are the ones who come up behind you
Pleading for you to take us in
To desecrate your protected family
And give you to our master's sin
We are not just flesh and bone
And none of us are ever alone
And we are not your little lambs, we're not
WE ARE THE LICE OF GOD
C:
The darkness comes upon you
Don't turn your back
You will surely fall
There's nothing that you can do
You can never turn back
Or you will fall