Текст песни Song of the Lamb - JT Music feat. Andrea Storm Kaden

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!

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-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'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 ba-bah-bah ba-bah