Song of the Lamb (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