Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the windowGo back to sleepSafe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Count the bodies like sheepCount the bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleepGo to sleepGo back to sleepGo back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleepGo back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheepTo the rhythm of the war drums
I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demonsI'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reasonI'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices sonThey're one in the same, I must isolate you…Isolate and save you from yourself …