The Rapture

Well, I'll tell you I got secrets I know you got yours, too But mine are a little more sinister Done things I can't undo I bury all my secrets In the deep, dark woods of the pines Covered in mud and timber They come callin' me at night They say, come to the rapture We'll fill up your soul You better come to the rapture Callin' me back home So I stifle all my urges But the poison only grows The hunger boils inside of me Till the evil overflows Come to the rapture Fillin' up my soul Here comes the rapture, woo! I lose all control So I hunt the streets for idle beasts Baited by my Lord Drag 'em to the ground and I sink my teeth Feast on the flesh so warm Here comes the rapture, woo! I'll fill up your soul Well, here comes the rapture, woo! I've lost all control Well, here comes the rapture Fillin' up your soul Well, here comes the rapture, woo! I've lost all control I've lost all control I've lost all control I've lost all control