Song of the Lamb

Off with his head

Off with his head

Off with his head, because he's a sheep, I want all of 'em dead!

I'm the last of my kind, at the end of the line

But they sent me back from the dead after I died

Why? Wait a minute, am I blessed or condemned?

I guess that I slipped through a crack in the dam

I don't have any pork, but I'm 'bout to go ham

Ever seen a goat 'cause you will when I ram

Tend to my flock like the Shepard I am

Doesn't really matter, the fact I'm a lamb

I've been on the lam since my cult began

Gonna raise some hell, and that is all I planned

I'm running mad like a man possessed

Exercised my demons and they passed the test!

Even though I got my dedicated followers

The top of the pecking order is a lot of work

But I can blow your mind with divine inspiration

The polar opposite of indoctrination

Beware, all ye who enter

We take the trash out with all dissenters

But everyone here's already been converted

We think a pentagram looks best inverted

If we're talking decorating, I have wonderful taste

The devil really loves what I done with the place

And I gotta thank all my little acolytes

If you're lucky, you'll be ritually sacrificed

This is the cult of the lamb

It made me just what I am, and what I am is

Damn good at running the show

And everybody will know, ba-bah, bah-bah-bah

This part's the hardest

Just gettin' started

'Cause startup cults sure can be harmful heartless

It's dog-eat-dog, and we're far from barkless!

False prophets, just stop it

Think you found God? Just drop it

If you're on a pedestal, jump off it

And put your own hand on the block and chop it

I run a cult and it's all non-profit

That was a joke, I'm a stand-up comic

'Cause anything of value harvest, I'll want it

And put it on the altar because I'm gonna flaunt it! (Let's go)

I'll sculpt my disciples to my liking

Why read your mind, when I can do the writing?

Never step out of line, do what you're told to do

That might include consuming this bowl of poop

Oh, and don't forget to tip your server

There's no currency I prefer to fervour

When I'm in a boss fight and need reinforcements

Everybody to the shrine, on your knees and worship

I go deep down on a dungeon dive

I can be found plunderin' where the sun don't shine

'Cause what lies below is awfully great

If you can practice patience with the one who waits

Your heresy is unbearable

And your Tarot cards are lookin' terrible

I foresee you meeting my mandibles

On a dinner date with all cannibals

(But, we'll cook you first, we're not animals)

This is the cult of the lamb

It made me just what I am, and what I am is

Damn good at running the show

And everybody will know

'Cause I do what I want, I'll make you one of us

And it won't take too long to find who I can trust

I want you all in my flo-flo-flo-flock

Singin' with me, ba-bah-bah, ba-bah-bah

The flockless black sheep, and ugly ducklings

Have found their family, they'll come to trust me

'Cause whether or not you got dogs in the fight

You've been part of this cult since you've joined for a bite

That's why Andrea's singin' this part of the song

To further convince you to just go along

You might be a lamb, don't become a sheep

The crown that you found is your bounty to keep

This is the cult of the lamb

It made me just what I am, and what I am is

Damn good at running the show

And everybody will know

'Cause I do what I want, I'll make you one of us

And it won't take too long to find who I can trust

I want you all in my flo-flo-flo-flock

Singin' with me ba-bah-bah, ba-bah-bah-bah

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