Oh the lines are getting longer More are added everyday And there seems to be no shortage Of humans for my foul play
No understanding And no ability to see the signs They just keep breeding out of order And adding to the lines more and more Here they go
10 more dead and the bodies piling higher, higher 10 more dead And the stench grows stronger With many more to go
Most see me pure evil But they respect me just the same When nature's done sustaining She calls me in to play the cold game
No favors And no quarter ever shown For the sheer masses of the masses Still T-S growing More and more here they go
10 more dead
Oh... Come ye one come you all are waiting now Line up face the light Oh... And thousands more behind to follow Clueless Will be embers burning bright
Oh they're dying for me quickly now The ways are always mine to choose 'Cause once it's done it doesn't matter Between the faith or fate I'm not confused About my purpose no Reduce them all in shame And the bones will pave my kingdom They have only themselves to blame Here they go