[00:13.104]Signed the crooked line with the son of a pig[00:15.690]And now you're wondering why there's a target on your head[00:18.794]Dumb dog[00:19.739]Bark a little louder so we can see the bitch you become[00:23.544]When you're put on a leash[00:25.350][00:26.102]Skeleton crew on the graveyard shift[00:28.883]Turning out sites, burying secrets[00:31.771]Pack of sick strays, hoarder of bones[00:35.007]Fashioned some friends so you're never alone[00:38.967]Never too soon, the thread is assumed[00:41.519]The opaque get displayed by bullet wounds[00:44.611]What god can infer all your genius from art?[00:47.440]What god, what god ever gave a ****? No[00:52.074][01:03.698]Slaughtered angels in a circle of salt[01:06.456](Slaughtered angels in a circle of salt)[01:09.438]Rat traps in a rabbit hole[01:12.544](Rat traps in a rabbit hole)[01:15.138][01:15.615]Prostrate in the shadow of machine grime[01:18.421]The second, third, fourth unbecoming of Christ[01:22.135]Everyone dies living a lie[01:25.119]So feed your belief and leave it behind[01:29.820][01:30.166]Dead of the night[01:33.882]Red glowin' eyes[01:37.610]Knife in my teeth[01:41.398]Oh, but it's a gunfight[01:42.954][01:55.554]So keep your wits around your neck (Around your neck)[02:01.665]And don't lose your ****ing head[02:09.309]Stay close to your silver bullet sweetheart[02:12.314]And show these bloodsuckers some sunshine