Song of the Lamb
Off with his head off with his head
Off with his head
Because he is 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 damn i don't have any pork
But I'm 'bout to go ham
Ever seen a goat 'cause you will when I ram
I'll tend to my flock like the shepherd I am
Doesn't really matter, the fact I'm a Lamb
I've been on thе lam since my cult began
Gonna raise somе hell
And that is all I've planned
I'm running mad like a man possessed
Exorcized 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 talkin' decorating -
I have wonderful taste
The Devil really loves what I've
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 getting started
'Cause startup culture 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
Then put your own head 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 want it
Then put it on the altar
'cause I'm gonna flaunt it
I 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 reinforcement
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 so awfully great
If you can practice patience with
The one who wait's your heresy is unbearable
And your Tarot cards are lookin' terrible
I foresee you meeting my mandibles
On a dinner date with all cannibals
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
Singing with me, bah ba bah, bah 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 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've 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
Singing with me, bah ba bah, bah bah bah