A/N: This was a little something that sort of came to me while I was a little bored one day. Yeah… It's odd, but dang I love it. ;)

Stroke the Lamb

Silent in the darkness
He waits and he kneels
Equipped with insanity
And armed with steel
Eyes of a sinner
Voice like a saint
There in the darkness
Patiently he waits

Dead to me
You're dead to me
Hanging by your throat
I can't hear you scream
Baby you're dead to me
Your worthless to me

Out from the darkness
He stalks to your bed
And brings his hand
Down upon your head
The red on the wall
Is the plea you leave
Crying those tears
Of subliminal naivety

Dead to me
You're dead to me
Hanging by your throat
I can't hear you scream
Baby you're dead to me
You're worthless to me

No don't struggle
It only makes him smile
A grin of malevolence
And a laugh like a child
Eyes of a sinner
Voice like a saint
Alone in the darkness
He leaves you to lay

Dead to me
You're dead to me
Hanging by your throat
I can't hear you scream
Baby you're dead to me
You're worthless to me

Dead to me
You're dead to me
Kicking and contorting
No one hears you scream
Baby you're dead to me
Baby you're dead
You're dead to me
Baby you're dead.