Children of God

In came the being-born police

To take the newly un-deceased

I was the softened gaze upon a child of God

And the sky was full of teeth

Anticipating that sweet release

I was the little engine that could

I was the courtroom bomb sniffing dog

And the blood collector, collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la lang

They found a weird calling card

In a puddle of body parts

Inside a bowl of Angel hearts

That the children were eating

I was a vampire hunter

I was a pregnant mother

I was a tear shed for the ones that died believing

And the blood collector, collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la lang

Thunder dome, broken home

Everybody dies alone

I wanna give a shout out to the innocent by-standing

And at the corner of my eye

Coming out of the teeth filled sky

With eyes as red as a dog's asshole

When you see it shitting

I saw the children of God

As they walked on slovenly by

The USB ports in their arms were bleeding

And the blood collector, collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

I think I can, I think I can

I think I can, I think I can

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la lang