Sacrificial Lamb - Those Poor Bastards

Where I go, I will lead

And everyone will follow me

Through the shit, through the snow

Anywhere I want to go

Woah woah woah

Woah woah woah

You are all rotten fruit

I’ll crush you underneath my hoof

Then I’ll take the poisoned juice

And feed it to my chosen few

Woah woah woah

Woah woah woah

Who will be my sacrificial lamb?

I once thought I was just

A worthless rat like all the rest

Scared to move, scared to breathe

A puddle of disgust and greed

Woah woah woah

Woah woah woah

Sucking in the dust of man

And shouldering his burden

Saving all my carnal thoughts

For the Holy Blessed Virgin

Woah woah woah

Woah woah woah

Who will be my sacrificial lamb?

How I hate all this noise

Blocking out my master’s voice

No one here shall make a peep

If they want their soul to keep

Woah woah woah

Woah woah woah